The bird was basically sleeping when I found it and while I took many images I wasn't completely happy with any of them. I returned a few hours later to discover the owl had moved and after locating it again was able to capture a few more photos of a little more active bird as the sun went down.
In hindsight it was a location that made sense for it to be in. On the south facing side of the old rail bed it was one of the only places where the snow had melted away enough to provide an area where mice would be visible for a hunting owl.
2 comments:
Hi Russel....so weird that I just decided to check out your pictures. That is the most awesome little owl!! Hope you are well...I still miss Nova Scotia and you...Lynn
Thanks Lynn, Glad you stopped by the blog. I wonder sometimes who is seeing these besides me.
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