
5-30-07 C. Lumen
The Great Horned Owl returned to his perch in the middle of Farmer Bob's Hayfield tonight just as the big moon was rising up over the hill. Its been a long time since I've seen him (or her) sitting there.
I'm still waiting for the cotton wood trees to release a blizzard of fuzzies into my front yard. When it snows cottonwood, its a signal for the fire flies start to warming up their butts. Their flickers will appear within a week of the first fuzzy snow.
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