Thursday, January 29, 2009
I'm not perfectly sure, but I believe I saw a Great Grey Owl on my way home yesterday afternoon. I was in motion and so was it, so there was just one glimpse, but it was big, it was grey, it had blunt wings, and it was very rounded at the front end...
It's not uncommon to see Snowy Owls here in the wintertime, especially in the open fields near the airport, but I don't think I ever saw a Great Grey here before.
It's actually quite funny. I'm not really a birdwatcher; that is, by birdwatchers I'm not a birdwatcher. I wanted to be, when I was a kid -- earnestly equipping myself with a pair of binoculars bought from an ad on the back page of the Star Weekly (I leave the rest to your imagination), and a book-club edition of Audubon's Birds of America. NOTE: if anyone out there is thinking of providing Audubon as a field guide for use by a myopic eight-year-old -- PLEASE DON'T.
But I like birds. I'm glad when I see one. And I'm extra glad when I see one I haven't seen before.