Hermits Rock

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I have a memory of being awakened early this morning by a pair of barred owls calling to each other very near the bedroom windows—which is to say very near my head. But I also dreamed last night that the Iowa City Audubon Club was hosting an owl watch party in my driveway, blocking all passage, and generally making a nuisance of itself for the sake of the owls that happened to be using my yard as an owlery. Now I haven’t a clue whether the owls were real or a dream.



It doesn’t get more real than those two owls, baby.

Alright then! I bet it was a nesting pair in duet.