I went out to bring in the clothes from the line this evening, and saw what I thought was a big old crow in the trees. On closer inspection, I found it was an owl. A gorgeous, big owl, just sitting there taking in the lovely
It sat, perched on the very tip of a long dead branch, long enough for me to walk around to the other side of the trees to get a better view. It didn’t even mind that Roxy the dog was sniffing around.
Oh the joys of living in the country. That, and the sunsets:
Good night, all! Thanks for checking in!
PS: This blog site has a new editing feature, which I obviously haven’t figured out yet. One day soon I hope to have the text aligned to the left again!!!