I had some visitors tonight while I was peeling poles in the backyard. A pair of Screech Owls right after dusk lit on the back fence and sat watching me. It was dark enough to throw my camera's auto focus off, but you can pretend that you can clearly see in my shot above that the light smudge on the blurry fence (especially if you squint just right?) is one of the pair just before she floated down to perch on one of my lodge poles, before eventually flying off.
Some tribes considered the Owl to be something akin to a bad omen, others took it just the opposite. I prefer to see my visitation as the later.
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