From Izzy Edwards
I was absolutely shocked to see not just two, but five fully grown Barn Owls emerge from this tiny hole in the dirt. I have no idea how they all fit comfortably in there! Image taken well after sunset.
From Izzy Edwards
I was absolutely shocked to see not just two, but five fully grown Barn Owls emerge from this tiny hole in the dirt. I have no idea how they all fit comfortably in there! Image taken well after sunset.
Anon, I need your enthusiasm in many instances. Thank you for making my day brighter :)
It isn’t always easy. This year has really been testing my depression resisting skills.
Having a responsibility to you all here though always gives me something to look forward to. I feel the commentary has been down a little the last couple weeks, especially on the weekend, and it’s been making it a bit tougher, but that’s showbiz I guess.
But at this point for those that are here, even if they’re quiet, I know this space means a lot to all of us, especially in bad times. Owls have no time for moping and complaining. They just carry on and push forward, They endure all sorts of dangers and foul weather. Owls can only look straight ahead, and for most, when it gets darkest is when it is their true opportunity to shine the brightest!
Well, now I want to cry
I think, maybe in light of the recent political turmoil, it had been hard for people to,“tune in” to a different channel. I have been that way and I’m trying to make an effort to stop and smell the owls and history stuff :)
Yup, that is my thought. I’m sure people just want to be left be. So I just suck it up and keep doing my thing. You guys will get more chatty when you’re ready.
I’ve been enjoying the history stuff also. Last week’s Behind the Bastards on Louis XIV really highlighted nothing going on now is new. We’ve been through it multitudes of times, and it may get ugly for a while, but we reach our breaking point eventually and make things better again for a while until we inevitably take it for granted again and lose it.
This guy seemed especially needy in the attention department. My favorite part was it was some top honor to be given the opportunity to help the king/queen put on their shirts in the morning, but it someone outranking you came in the room, you had to relinquish your dressing privilege, and there were times they were just standing there getting all frozen because someone kept interrupting the dress up time.