Sunday, November 6, 2022

In the Crepuscular Gloom…

Great Horned Owl Bubo virginianus
(Glaring at its irate mobbers)

A soft focus world


Sunset from t'other day, cuz why not?

Morgan Arboretum, November 6, 2022
  …is where the royalty of owls are found…the Grand Dukes of the forest (Great Horned Owl is ‘Grand Duc’ in French). We were alerted to its presence by the insistent scolding of rightfully wary American Red Squirrels, Black-capped Chickadees, and Blue Jays.

  All in all, nothing was spotted that was too out of the ordinary for the time of year. The warblers have melted away, and the Fox Sparrows linger. Was hoping for a bit more finch variety. They’re calling for a good winter for Evening Grosbeaks and Purple Finches. In a 5-hour circuit of the arbo, 22 bird species were encountered. The presence of dragonflies and singing Spring Peepers was bizarre for November 6, I thought. It was 24 bloody degrees yesterday.

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