owl sticks its head out, staring in silent rebuke as if to say: "Hey! I'm nocturnal. What's with all the ruckus?"
Nocturnal [Kyōka]
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POEM: Baby Owl in a Tree
Baby owl in a tree
you may lack your elders’ sagacity,
but for cuteness, they ain’t got nothing on you —
And
yuh blend.
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DAILY PHOTO: Young Owls
DAILY PHOTO: Owl
Taken at Callaway Gardens in the Autumn of 2012
the !n(tro)verted yogi 