This great horned owl lives at the Trailside Museum where my mother-in-law Joan is a volunteer. He’s unable to make it on his own in the wild but serves to educate the public about owls like him.
In today’s post he’s standing in for the great horned owls in Scituate, because I’ll be darned if I can figure out where their nest is. All during January and early February they were hooting outside loudly enough to wake me up; they were singing the great horned owl version of love songs. Love is loud in the owl world. Trust me. But my (admittedly half-hearted) attempts to find the nest have netted me zilch.
So instead we have this fellow over in Milton, being held by a Scituate resident for another Scituate resident to admire and yet another Scituate resident to photograph.
If you visit the Cornell Lab of Ornithology’s excellent website, All About Birds, you can read about the great horned owl and hear his very loud call for yourself!
Many thanks to my MiL Joan for making this particular picture possible. š


beautiful, I love owls, this one looks a little like a punk rocker decked out with attitude
Fantastic image. Nice clarity. If we get him to come to Australia may be he will stop the possums from devouring the apples from our tree.