A true story about an injured great horned owl, a favorite chicken and a jacket. I originally wrote this show at the beginning of the Holocene…okay, maybe not that long ago, but probably over twenty years ago, and yes, Ms. Mesquitey did tell me to calm down and write a poem.
The photos are mine and are scans of 35mm slides. The one of the owl was taken just before I transported the rascal to a friend’s rehab center. Despite the broken wing, that owl is magnificent isn’t it? And hey, so was the chicken.
This episode is a reminiscence…something I seem to be doing a lot of lately…and also a plea for getting our children and grandchildren out...
Here’s to a glorious monsoon season! The photo is mine and taken at our home.
This is a repetey that I really like. It’s a reminiscence sparked by some photos taken over 60 years ago. My father took the...
