ear to the sky

by underswansea

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The Great Horned Owl is the first to roost in the spring. Willow and I were out early walking in the dark, but with plenty of light from the full moon, listening for the first hoots of spring. The snow, which is slush during the day, crunched under foot. Once we were sufficiently over the creek bottom, we stopped and listened. Like ears having to adjust to the light, ears, also, must adjust to the hum of sky and sweep of trees. A light snow was falling, and then there it was in the distance, like magic, a series of hoo-hoo-hoo.

Sometimes you get lucky.

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