Fire Cloud...
An irregular marking on the exterior of Native American pottery: usually resulting from burning fuel coming in direct contact with the vessel during firing

Saturday, 7 March 2009

Whispering Death

A Great Grey Owl landed in our Oak tree yesterday. Like most owls it hunts mostly at night by the sound of mice and other small prey moving in the bush.



Hunting by sound might explain the huge head. Having ears far apart would be a competitive advantage in locating the direction of a tiny sound.

The bird appeared to be about 20 inches in length. They prefer to live in deciduous forests surrounded by meadows...

Suddenly, out of the darkness, the winged predator pounces on its tiny, unsuspecting prey...nature... red in beak and talon...

Owl droppings are full of undigested bones and fur.

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