writing, the creative journey and other colorful pieces of life
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Drove up north this week to look for snowy owls, a rarity here. Sometimes they show up, though, depending on what's happening with the lemming population in the Arctic (either not enough or too many, depending on who you talk to). Indeed they were hanging out, these treasure birds with haunting yellow eyes. Sometimes they roost in my dreams. Never saw one in the wild, until Sunday. They're elusive and my little Fuji didn't have the zoom to pull them in close enough. But this is frigid Green Bay, which maybe for the owls looks a little like home.