Bless you Tom Demerly this is wonderful and sad at the same time. For owls are both wise and beautiful and for them to die like that in the street is so sad but he was not alone which was very good.
By Tom Demerly for tomdemerly.com
It was like the beginning of a favorite new song. It began quietly, and you could barely hear it. The soft cooing of a distant sound, a trilling that seemed reassuring and comforting. The world was safe. Everything was all right. It was home and warm and nature surrounded our little neighborhood. I listened to it in bed, shushing my girlfriend with our heads on the pillows, “Listen!” I whispered. There was silence in the dark. Then the gentle spring breeze carried the rising song. “It’s an owl! Can you hear it?” She did. “That’s a good sign. They trap mice and are good for the environment and the neighborhood. He probably lives at the end of the block down by the park.”
We drifted off to sleep to his quiet, lilting song. It made for an easy transition to dreams of rolling, wooded…
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