One of the most amazing sounds during the spring, summer, and fall are the owls. From about 9:30 to 2:30 at night, they hoot to each other. Sometime one, sometimes a lot. They are somewhere else in the winter, and I have missed them.

Tonight at dinner, the shadow of something big flew over the house. We thought it was a crane headed for the creek. But when we stepped into the kitchen, we saw this amazing guy in the tree. He must have had a six foot wing span, stood almost two feet tall. I could only get one picture through the window and screen, and then he flew away.

I feel so...honored....to have seen him - And I hope he is in full voice tonight!