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Jennifer Dowd

An Evening Encounter with a Barred Owl - July 29, 2024

After a long day at work, I needed to unwind. My headache had been pounding away, but the call of the forest was too strong to resist. Baylee and I set out on a walk in search of a barred owl known to frequent a nearby creek for fishing. The forest was quiet, the perfect antidote to the day's stress, but I couldn't shake off the nagging pain in my head.


We wandered through the trees, getting turned around a few times. The forest seemed like a maze, each path looking almost identical in the dimming light. Baylee, trotted along beside me, her ears perking up at every rustle in the underbrush. The fresh air and the rhythmic crunch of leaves underfoot started to ease my headache.


We finally stumbled upon the creek. There, perched on a low branch, was the barred owl. It was intently watching the water, scanning for any movement that might signal a crayfish. Baylee sniffed around focused on all the smells. I raised my camera, thankful for the reach of my 600mm lens, and began to shoot.

The owl was a sight to behold, its feathers a perfect blend of browns and whites, making it almost invisible against the backdrop of the forest. It barely acknowledged my presence, its focus split between Baylee and the water below. The serenity of the scene was mesmerizing, the owl’s patience and precision a masterclass in hunting.

I didn't stay long, aware that I was witnessing a delicate moment of nature. I took my photos from a respectful distance, ensuring not to disturb the owl. But there was a moment when it looked directly at me, and I felt an indescribable connection. It was as if the owl was peering into my soul, acknowledging my presence in its domain.


The experience was incredible. I felt a deep gratitude for the opportunity to witness such a raw display of nature. I quietly thanked the owl as I left, feeling a sense of calm and fulfillment that had eluded me all day. Baylee and I walked back through the forest, the headache now a distant memory, replaced by the magic of the encounter.

This is what I live for, these moments of profound connection with nature. The barred owl reminded me of the beauty and tranquility that can be found even after the most hectic days. And for that, I am endlessly grateful.



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