30 December 2014


A cold winter's night with a half moon riding high.  Somewhere near the garages I hear the call of an owl; I have seldom heard that sound as a lifelong Portland resident!  A second chimed in briefly but they soon went quiet (or elsewhere).

L√≥rien heard it too and recognized that call from her family home near Anacortes.  Checking our bird-call book, we believe it was a Western Screech-Owl we were hearing; we both thought the call somewhat resembled a dove cooing at times, not a 'screech' per se.  So what's in a name?

In any case: Very cool.

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