Yesterday, late morning, I spotted this owl way back in our woods. I wasn't satisfied with this long-range shot from the doorway, so I donned a pair of crocs (the nearest option) and ventured outside in my pajamas (boxers shorts and a tee-shirt).
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Not surprisingly, I quickly lost my crocs -- why didn't I wear boots??? -- in the 8 or so inches of snow ... but I continued on. Every several leaps, I stopped to take a picture in case I wasn't going to get any closer. And as I was about halfway through the back field, there was a point where the owl looked cat-like to me. I sure hope it's not a cat ... I thought ... it wouldn't be worth all of this trouble ...
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Yes, my feet -- which get numb when the air-conditioning is on in the summertime -- were cold. Very cold. But look at this pose -- it looks like the owl has a hood on :)
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After I got this last shot, she finally flew ... or he??? Then, I dashed back towards the house in my thin running socks ... stopped to dig the crocs out of the snow ... and happened to glance up at our living room window and saw my family looking out ... with amusement, I think. And then I noticed my husband aiming his phone at me ... taking a picture of his 28.5-weeks-pregnant and under-dressed wife running through the snow in her socks ...
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