Last night as we had a late dinner on the back deck, we kept hearing a very strange "screeching" noise. There were definitely two different birds talking, but neither Bill nor I could figure out what the sound belonged to. All of a sudden I caught a movement and saw an owl fly into one of the oak trees. It was the strangest owl sound either of us remember ever hearing. Of course I had to get the camera out. Unfortunately light was fading and I was at the end of my lens and still have to crop in quite a bit. We never did see the second one, but he did do one very fine pose for me before tiring of the camera.
I was able to get a couple other nice shots of him, but this being the most traditional photo.
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