I Heard It

Last April I posted a piece entitled Swithching Gears.  I don’t recall writing it, but in searching my blog it a few minutes ago,  I found it and was surprised by how introspective it was.  unknown-2

This morning while running the dogs in the back yard, still in early morning blackness,  I heard it.  Through the sounds of the cars, buses, garbage trucks and other city interference, I heard it.

The call of an owl.   My new morning friend.


About Ray V.

Living in Aiken, South Carolina, USA, I like to share what I am looking at, thinking about or listening to. I refer to this as the view out my window. Thanks for stopping by.
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3 Responses to I Heard It

  1. And now my husband wants to know what kind of an owl? (He is kind of an owl connoisseur). He is quizzing me as I type….Great Horned? Screech? Barred?

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