Though no longer providing shelter, the owl box has now become a favorite landing spot along with the nearest oak tree. Regular take offs and landings take place each evening, lasting well into the night with all the accompanying chatter of youngsters at play.
With the moon inching its way toward fullness over the last few nights,
we have been treated to amazing views of white heart-shaped faces atop the box, swiveling in search of dinner.
Next day, the ground below the box is salted with white, downy feathers.
What fate awaits the gopher foolish enough to surface so near the box…???