wellborn my hometown

We Wilsons have been enjoying an owl watch from our front porch. I tried to capture him on film for blog readers to share the joy, but our evening visitor blends in too well with the backdrop foliage. At dusk our owl swoops into the yard to perch on the yard light and then shows us how an owl's head seems to rotate all 360 degrees. Sometimes we can hear a sortuv whisper-y shoosh-y mewing sound and for a few days there we had two owls to watch. Was it a Mr & Mrs? or momma & baby? Only owl knows.
The Bird Book tells us he is a barred owl, a big 21 inches long, with dark eyes, dark horizontal barring on his chest and dark streaking below and that he does not generally tolerate a close approach and is easily flushed. Owl watching is a very quiet evening occupation and somehow it is spiritual.