Ever have one of those mornings that begins much, much too early? I had one of those lately. I was rushed; I had a test in a few hours. I’d slept little the night before.
As I left my apartment at 5:50 a.m., I was greeted by a surprise. Closing my front door, I looked to my left. And who should be looking back at me but this friendly face:
A tiny little owl, perched on the outside of my living room window. What a surprise! I was so busy that morning, rushing out to do some last-minute studying for a test… but this friend demanded that I stop and be quiet for a minute. I looked into its eyes, staring back at me from the icy darkness, and for a moment I forgot why I was in such a hurry.
When I regained my composure after seeing such a wonderful creature mere feet from me, I ran and got my camera. Just for you, readers. Just for you.
I hope you enjoy this picture of my little owl friend as much as I enjoyed the company. A few days later, I heard this one hooting dolefully as I sat in my comfy chair and caught up on some knitting. “Glad to have you back, friend. Won’t you stay a while?”