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This owl that spent his last days in my garden.

Last night I had a dream about the big horned owl that I have been talking to in the garden each day since it stopped raining. In my dream he was sitting on a log looking at me under the hazel tree. He dropped a single brown barred feather, and started to fade away. When he was almost gone he flew up and vanished into the air leaving the feather on the ground.

This morning I went out to where the feather was in my dream. As I suspected the owl was there stiff and dead. Since it was a dry day, if chilly, I went on a long ride on the Harley to think about it. Burying a bird in the ground seems wrong to me, so I think that tomorrow I will put him in the middle of the thicket of fir trees that grows near the highway. I have seen many an owl hunting from those trees, so it seems like a place an owl would want to be.

Description
This owl that spent his last days in my garden.

Last night I had a dream about the big horned owl that I have been talking to in the garden each day since it stopped raining. In my dream he was sitting on a log looking at me under the hazel tree. He dropped a single brown barred feather, and started to fade away. When he was almost gone he flew up and vanished into the air leaving the feather on the ground.

This morning I went out to where the feather was in my dream. As I suspected the owl was there stiff and dead. Since it was a dry day, if chilly, I went on a long ride on the Harley to think about it. Burying a bird in the ground seems wrong to me, so I think that tomorrow I will put him in the middle of the thicket of fir trees that grows near the highway. I have seen many an owl hunting from those trees, so it seems like a place an owl would want to be.