Just got back from a fun weekend.
I’ll write more about what we did later.
But here’s a start.
Sunday evening around dusk, Jeff and Cindy heard a barred owl. Cindy went on an owl hunt and came back saying she had spotted it in a nearby tree. We then headed back out so she could show me. Of course I had my camera. The sky quickly was turning dark and even though I spotted him, I could not get a good picture. Still, I took a couple. I mean, I don’t get to take pictures of barred owls every day. I didn’t figure I would be able to see him in the picture, but I could say I took one.
When I downloaded the pictures to my computer, however, one of his eyes gleamed in the darkness – and because I can see his one eye, I can tell where his head is and make out the rest of him. First time I’ve ever been happy about a red eye in a picture.
So, here is a not-good-picture of a barred owl, but it’s the best picture of a barred owl I ever took.