There have been some AMAZINGLY WONDERFUL Spring developments here at the Mortimer house (affectionately titled “Monte Azul” by my mom). Through this blog I will probably be posting about nature-type-stuff too, in addition to my novel and… just random things. Yeah, nature will be another one of those random things. Considering I live in the middle of a forest.
If you live in one of those, and love it, and want to always be there, how can you not love nature? (Things about nature I DO NOT LOVE: wasps, yellow-jackets, spiders, deer flies, ticks, mosquitoes. Honey Bees and can stay. They’re cute and fuzzy and help things grow.)
ANYWAYS sorry. Speaking of cute and fuzzy, some landscapers here pointed out that we have BABY OWLS LIVING IN A DEAD TREE in our ravine.
Yes. You read correctly. CUTE. BABY. OWLS. BAAAABIEEES. Omg.
Literally my reaction:
A few days earlier I had come from a… *sarcasm is evident* wonderfully wonderful day at work *end sarcasm* … and I saw two black birds chasing one of our resident owls around the ravine (there are two, used to be three) and trying to fight them off. I drove up to the edge of the ravine, stopped my car, got out, slammed the door, and made as much noise as possible verbally and physically to get them away. The owl landed and looked at me. Kind of grateful but cautious at the same time.
“There you go. You’re okay.” I said to the owl and drove up to the remaining 20-ish feet of our drive to the house.
Fast forward to yesterday where my mom calls me on the phone on my way to work.
Mom: “Katie! Katie! The most amazing thing has happened!!”
Me: *alarmed* “What Mom??! Oh and by the way, thank you for the mini-heart attack.”
Mom: “Katie, you are truly Mother Earth! You were protecting the owls babies when you chased off the black birds!”
Me: “WHAT??! We have babies??!!”
And I proceed to fangirl and annouce it on Facebook.
So, naturally, today I want to share all the pictures I could get of these ADORABLE baby owls! Mom says that they’re a good luck charm, and I believe that’s true. We could use it after the winter we’ve had!
|One of our full-grown owls. The momma or papa?|
|I took this from our drive to show you how far it is.|
Bonus: here’s a video of the baby owl’s calling to us. The first two “OOH-OOH”s are my mom, and the baby’s call comes in the third time (at around 00:39), right after our dog, Ollie, shakes his collar and walks off. It will be very quiet as it’s a far distance so you may need to turn up your volume or put on headphones.
(EDIT: (5/9/2014) I realized I uploaded the video as a picture, which is why it wouldn’t play. FIXED IT!!)