WHAT A HOOT!

Tonight Bill, Sue, Dick, and I went down to the marina in an attempt to call the barred owl out of the woods with a tape recording of his call. The owl responded immediately and we watched as it came closer and closer. Suddenly the barred owl flew directly over us . . . not 6 feet above our heads. What a unusually large bird, an impressive wing span, beautiful lines on his wings and face . . . what an exciting view of one very large and impressive bird - a picture in my mind's eye I will not soon forget. I wish I had reacted quickly enough to have taken a picture, but above the loud beating of my heart in excitement, I did heard myself exclaim, "WHAT A HOOT!"