Back in 2016, I posted photos of a great-horned owl looking at me from a palm tree outside my bathroom window. I named him Bubo, short for his fancy name which is ”Bubo Virginianus’. Apart from the two sightings four years ago, i haven’t seen him since, but this week I heard an unmistakable hooting coming from a palm tree in my backyard, “Hoo Hoo Hoooooo” he called, as distinct from Santa who says, “Ho Ho Hoooo”.
I’m sure it must be the same owl and he looks much more mature now. The oldest great-horned owls are known to have lived to twenty-six years. I love that wise, unflinching stare of his. I think he was telling me to hurry up and get the photo before his patience ran out. Ah yes, wisdom and patience is something we have all needed this year for sure.