This week was the holiday siblings day (only child here so I was unaware) and my random desktop background that was chosen for that day was a group of adorable burrowing owls snuggled up together. That was when I knew my prediction from round 1 that the burrowing owl would win would come true. Clearly it has been foretold that our underground emperor shall emerge victorious. So it was so it shall ever be, burrowing owls for eternity!
Some birds are Of The Ground. Ostriches and emus and suchlike. This is not surprising, because most birds are in contact with the ground at some point. But being Below The Ground? That is not a place for a bird! It is the opposite of where a bird should be! It’s like if you told me an anglerfish lived at the summit of Everest. This, to me, is the appeal of the Burrowing Owl. It is a bird of Surprise.
One of the highlights of our occasional visits to my parents when the winter in Florida is driving around Marco Island and seeing all the burrowing owls who set up shop there. The areas around the burrows are roped off and there are "Watch out for burrowing owl" signs around. Also, the town builds little perches for them. One visit, we saw like a half dozen all out on perches. Another time, our only sighting was one little dude running over to his hole in the ground.
Thanks to the way burrowing owls (which I will forever call "burrow owls" because of the Dead Milkmen) bob their heads when looking at you, some folks call them "howdy birds." Naturally, my spouse and I will always say, "Howdy, bird!" to any burrowing owl we see.
burrowing owl for the title!!!
I've gotta say, this tournament has turned out poorly. What are you people doing. Why am I voting for a bird in a hole.
This week was the holiday siblings day (only child here so I was unaware) and my random desktop background that was chosen for that day was a group of adorable burrowing owls snuggled up together. That was when I knew my prediction from round 1 that the burrowing owl would win would come true. Clearly it has been foretold that our underground emperor shall emerge victorious. So it was so it shall ever be, burrowing owls for eternity!
Some birds are Of The Ground. Ostriches and emus and suchlike. This is not surprising, because most birds are in contact with the ground at some point. But being Below The Ground? That is not a place for a bird! It is the opposite of where a bird should be! It’s like if you told me an anglerfish lived at the summit of Everest. This, to me, is the appeal of the Burrowing Owl. It is a bird of Surprise.
You know what, Stuart? I like you.
One of the highlights of our occasional visits to my parents when the winter in Florida is driving around Marco Island and seeing all the burrowing owls who set up shop there. The areas around the burrows are roped off and there are "Watch out for burrowing owl" signs around. Also, the town builds little perches for them. One visit, we saw like a half dozen all out on perches. Another time, our only sighting was one little dude running over to his hole in the ground.
Thanks to the way burrowing owls (which I will forever call "burrow owls" because of the Dead Milkmen) bob their heads when looking at you, some folks call them "howdy birds." Naturally, my spouse and I will always say, "Howdy, bird!" to any burrowing owl we see.
Anyway, sticking with the owls.