Hoot hoot

Not long ago I heard an owl hooting outside, for the first time in my life! I had no idea what it was until Chris told me it was an owl. It sounded like a pigeon’s “coo coo” but deeper and clearer, maybe more like a shell horn? More than anything I just couldn’t believe there was an owl in our garden.

 

Chris and I grabbed a torch and went out in the dark to look for the owl but we couldn’t find him. (We spent a long time looking but the owl must have been resting somewhere high in our really tall big tree.) When we finally gave up looking I realized the sky was filled with so many stars. Looking at the stars twinkling while listening to an owl felt like a very special treat (especially as it was just after Chris and I completed the little project we’d been working on).

 

Moon moon.

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