A barred owl! A barred owl!
This is the best I could do with the Lumix point-and-shoot, zoomed all the way, to x30. It’s at the far end of our garage; Kevin says “40 yards”. I don’t know my owls, but this looks like a barred owl, to judge from my cheeseball Golden Guide (I chose it because it had images of bird calls, which fits my brain.)
It moved its head about every two to four seconds.
Alll the way to the right....
Around...
And alllll the way to the left.
When I compare these shots to anything Walter Kitundu does, I just have to laugh. That’s OK. It’s my first photograph of a barred owl, which I hear in the woods occasionally. It’s spying on all the little buggers who live in our pole barn – it’s hanging out where I hang out, before I head up into the woods. How cool is that?
