Tonight I was privileged to a duet. A song of desire and want on a cold, winter night. A song of the ages: the haunting calls of a pair of owls…Great Horned.
One, then the other…calling, answering, calling again; calling for the hope of continued success in their world, in my world; in our world.
You can hear their beautiful song, here: load the page, turn up the sound, sit back and close your eyes…it’s magical. There are long pauses between calls; imagine a cold, crisp night, your breath contained in a scarf around your face and nose...standing in the dark, straining to hear these ancient songs.