Fast forward to 6-2-06.
Mike and Barbara have been watching the Owls and finally found the nest! Here it is--a hollow branch left over from a major branch breaking off their pecan tree. Another big storm blew through and this morning, Barbara found a mortally wounded owlet soaked and head at a weird angle breathing but with great labor. It was at the base of the tree, right below the nest hole. It died within 20 minutes.
However, Barbara called me over this evening because she heard the momma owl whistle in a way she hadn't heard before. On instinct, she checked the owl nest hole. An Owlet appeared!
Momma was, of course, nearby.
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