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Those moments are so special. I saw my first owl up close about three years ago, sitting on a tree branch, looking exactly how I expected an owl should look. The image is indelibly etched on my mind.
Yes! This isn't my first first owl -- just the first one in the backyard of a home we've lived in for a year. Owls are such magical birds. Huge, powerful, secretive. They only come out at night -- and it is taboo to kill or eat them in almost all cultures.
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Those moments are so special. I saw my first owl up close about three years ago, sitting on a tree branch, looking exactly how I expected an owl should look. The image is indelibly etched on my mind.
Yes! This isn't my first first owl -- just the first one in the backyard of a home we've lived in for a year.
Owls are such magical birds. Huge, powerful, secretive. They only come out at night -- and it is taboo to kill or eat them in almost all cultures.
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