Owls

I guess I have to resign myself to running in the dark for the next few weeks until we switch back to standard time. There were owls hooting in the trees as I crossed under the bridge this morning. From a distance, I thought they were mourning doves. When I got close enough it was easy to tell they weren't doves. Too bad they're too elusive to get a good look at. As a teen I tried chasing down a Screech Owl that decided to make our cottage area it's domain. He/she could be seen sitting on a treetop wailing away, but I couldn't get within a couple of hundred yards of it before it would take off and stay well out of range.

Last year I had the opportunity to get up nice and close, about 6 feet, from a red-tailed hawk that was prowling ET Seton park. I figure it had a few years on it and wasn't going to expend unnecessary energy unless I looked threatening. There's also a belted kingfisher that patrols the creek during the winter...not sure why though...it is the most polluted waterway in the GTA, the only living things in it are ducks, and even they avoid sticking their heads in the water.