In 2008, we put up a Screech Owl nest box in our back yard. Last summer we were thrilled to realize that a pair of Western Screech Owls had indeed nested in our yard, but not in the box. They used the box, just not for eggs and young. This blog follows their life in our yard, and, sometimes, in their box. We named the female, Olive and her mate, Oliver. I hope you will enjoy reading the ongoing story of this charming family.

Monday, November 1, 2010

June 15, 2010

            After we saw the 2 owls last night, Ivan suggested that I "search" the redwoods to see if they're roosting in them.  I was cleaning up out there and suddenly remembered about the owls.  I looked in the tree closest to me - nothing.  Walked toward the next one, looked up and saw this little fuzzy face looking at me with what appeared to be a bit of alarm.  In spite of severe tachycardia, mixed with supreme joy, I casually walked away then raced into the house for my little camera.  Casually walked back, but by then my hands were shaking so bad I wasn't sure if I actually got the little owl's photo.  I know it's a bit out of focus, but it's clearly a rumpled-looking screech owl!  So, here's my theory.  Olive was actually Oliver.  He and Olive had a nest somewhere else and raised one owlet.  This is about the right time for the kid to leave the nest and they know that this yard is fairly safe.  I think the owls we saw last night were Olive(r) and the baby.  This is way too cool!  The baby is sooo cute.  I may avoid that area now so I don't spook the little creature.
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