An exciting thing happened here at the Nest a few weeks ago...on September 13th actually (coincidentally the day of my 60th birthday). Being an early riser, I was enjoying my morning coffee and reading from Beston's Outermost House in the quiet and solitude of the upstairs sitting room. I could clearly hear what I suspected were the calls of owls just outside. So I stepped out onto the deck, and much to my delight and amazement I saw two large owls in trees very close to the house. A third could be heard responding to their voices, but not seen. Since that morning, I have heard them again (most recently at 5:30 this morning), and upon listening very carefully, believe that they are Great Horned Owls...distinguished by their resonant hooting - hoo, hoo-oo, hoo, hoo. Though the presence of these owls may be relatively common in this area, I consider my siting and hearing to be a distinct pleasure and gift, a truly memorable experience!
(P.S. I did not take this photo; it was downloaded from the net.)