During West Virginia's win over Washington, I zipped out to the "blind" to see if Olive was checking things out. At 5:55PM, she was fully in the opening - I could even see her little claws holding onto the bottom of the entrance hole. She is unbelievably alert and has the loveliest yellow eyes. It was still very light out and there were 2 House finches at the feeders, which, BTW, she was watching with great interest! Suddenly, two scurrilous Scrub jays appeared at the feeder, sending everyone else hurrying away. One of the jays spotted Olive, who looked like she was blooming at the opening of the box. She wisely disappeared into the box and the jay lost interest. A few minutes later, just before the rain started, Olive re-appeared at the opening. I've rigged the scope so that, unless she hears us come outside, she has no idea we're watching. She seemed content just to look around and wait for whenever was the appropriate moment to fly.
The game became more interesting, so Olive wasn't watched for several minutes and, when Ivan went out around 6:45, it was raining pretty hard and she was gone. Our motion-sensitive light had come on, so we speculate that she flew through the sensitive area and made the light come on. Did not, however, actually see her leave. Her breeding state still eludes us. Eggs? Babies? No clue. We continue our ephemeral vigil.
In 2008, we installed a Screech Owl nest box in our back yard on a Deodar Cedar tree. In 2010, the box was occupied by a Western Screech Owl we named Olive. Later we re-named the owl Oliver and observed his little family for the entire summer.
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.