Yesterday afternoon, I heard the crow attack from my desk. It was hot outside … 90F. Hard to believe in just a few months it will be -25F. Anyhow, I went hiking over to my favorite pine grove and found one of the owlets, now almost fully grown. The owl was having a “terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day” (see Alexander). If the heat was not bad enough, the crows had found the poor bird and were pressing home their attack.

Great Horned Owl (juvenile) panting to beat the heat

For email subscribers, I forget to include the actual photographs of the Black-Backed Woodpeckers in my Greenwood Lake Forest Fire post. The images have been added to the online version. Sorry for the omission.