Saturday, August 13, 2011

Cue the Owl

Clock at Night

Three nights ago I awoke to the hooting of an owl. With hoots, strong and loud the night hunter must have been in the old Maple closest to the house. Up until that night I had only heard owls while camping.

For the past two nights since then when I wake up in the middle of the night, first thing I do is lay here and listen. Hope-filled that the nocturnal visitor would return. The anticipation adds a bit of spice to the insomnia.

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