The youngest owlet fledged last night, and joined its family in the new hunting grounds. It took me a few days to find their new territory. Even when I was convinced I was in the right spot due to whitewash, evidence of prey and other signs, it was 24 hours before I actually found their hiding spots. Yesterday morning I had a grand time with the two oldest owlets and Mom. eMail subscribers should follow this link if you want to see the three short videos.
I like the fact that all three owlets telegraph their short flights right now. For over a minute they will stare, head bob and weave as they look directly at the branch to which they wish to fly. Finally … Eureka … a ten yard hop / flight. I think the oldest deserves at least an eight for this landing. Do you agree?
The Youngest Owlet’s last night on its own …
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so neat to see them and know all is well