Sunday, July 09, 2006

GHO


Been yakking about my old friend's Great Horned Owl, and came across the picture above as I was going through the mass o' photos I have accumulated. I hope I can stumble across the Goshawk in my journey through snapshot land.

13 Comments:

At 5:01 PM, Blogger Becky said...

There is just something so mesmerizing about owls, they're just beautiful animals!

 
At 5:25 PM, Blogger Chickie said...

It looks like it could rip your nose right off.

 
At 5:55 PM, Blogger The Phosgene Kid said...

becky: I love watching them fly. The back edges of the wings are fringed so they glide silently.

Chickie: The talons are what you have to keep your eye on.

 
At 6:24 PM, Blogger jin said...

Oh, boy!
I gotta email this post to David!

(Yes, he IS in the next romm...but, it's just easier than yelling!!!)

 
At 10:25 AM, Blogger Cherry! said...

Cool pic! He has an owl as a pet???

 
At 7:36 PM, Blogger Eternally Curious said...

How awesome! What a magnificent bird!
Jin: LOL at your comment, but you're not as bad as a coworker who admitted to emailing something to her husband once when they were at home. Why is this odd? He was sitting right next to her!!

 
At 9:01 PM, Blogger The Phosgene Kid said...

Jin: I know I have some more tucked away, I'llpost when I find them. Make David read my blog.

Cherry: Kind fo a pet, but not really - you can't take the wild out of the bird and you have to keep a close eye on those talons. My friend was a biologist and the state Department of Natural Resources would have him foster wounded or sick animals.

EC: I e-mail stuff to people sitting in the same office - I like to have the paper trail (e-trail?) in case soemthing goes awry.

 
At 9:02 PM, Blogger The Phosgene Kid said...

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At 9:09 PM, Blogger Sugarfoot said...

When I was a boy, my music teacher lived right up the street from me and across the street from the elementary school. Her son James had a great horned owl and a golden eagle in two large cages outside of his room. His room was the caboose of an old train, red with a small wood-burning stove. Very cool! We used to spend a reasonable amount of our time catching chipmonks and mice in live traps and nets to feed his birds. I hadn't thought of James and his birds for many years. Thanks for the reminder.

 
At 7:48 PM, Blogger The Phosgene Kid said...

SF: You are more then welcome, just reciprocating for the great hunting stories. They remind me of our family safaris into the wilds of the Kettle Moraine.

 
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