On a dark, cold April afternoon (5 C.!), after 6 p.m., I headed out to attempt photos of the chicks.
It is tricky, between the tree buds, and the height, to get them in focus.
Trial and error. A tripod might have helped, but hindsight is 20/20, and I wear progressives!
Alida, at Murphy's Point Park tells me they are called owlets!
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At this point, a car approached and instead of scowling at me,
she turned to look at the car! |
I chatted with the car occupants, neighbours I'd never met! He and I have the same camera!
Momma took off to find prey, figuring we were babysitting, or something!
The chicks sat and peeped. The one opened its beak widely from time to time.
FEED ME. I'M YOURS!
Here was Mama in March!