There was a very loud warbling hoot outside our bedroom window this morning: someone was defending his territory. Moth was - horrified! Not scared (which she should have been), but - what was THIS? He took off and moved one tree over, where he stayed for most of the day, occasionally glaring. I think this is Harry - one of our pair of Great Horned Owls - slightly smaller, and more deeply hooting than Harriet (we have Juan and Juanita in Santa Fe). Those eyes!
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