Tuesday, May 12, 2009
I live in a village, really. I've been hearing these guy's mom (or dad) making awful sounds at night for years. The other day I saw her (or him) out in broad daylight. A little brazen you might think. These two guys just sat there in the gloaming and stared. I guess that's what owls do. (Why it was the Owl Cafe in Alamagordo, I don't know. That's when Opie juiced the big one).
[Apology for the quality of the shots. Had to squeeze them off across a fence. The flash went off too, but they didn't blink! (heh, heh)]
Posted by Dr. C at 10:14 PM