A Barred Owl’s Call
In a different, more wooded area of the neighborhood, not far from a creek, the deep, husky who-cooks-for-you calls of a Barred Owl echoed through the trees – even though it was still mid-afternoon and the sky still clear and bright, sunny blue. The calls were repeated several times, but I could only hear one owl, pretty far in the distance, and not another one answering. Several times recently I’ve also heard one or sometimes two Barred Owls calling around five in the morning. They sound as if they’re somewhere in the oaks around our back yard or the edge of the woods.