Owl at the pond
big as my small dog
puffs out feathers
wets face
always looking around
It sees me in kitchen
watching as it goes
deeper into the water
shaking feathers
tipping
flipping
water on its back
breast deep now
looking around
repeats face wash again
and again
wings spread
then gone
wordshophop 
Well written Carol! 👍🏼
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So sorry Jane… 😨
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Wow! That must have been an amazing thing to see! I hear owls almost every night, but have only had a glimpse of one twice.
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Jane, what a marvelous experience to see an owl wade in and take a bath.
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This sounds like an enchanting sight to see!
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Nicely captured indeed. Salute.
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Wonderful! I used to work this dreadful job overnight in a rechargeable battery factory. There were two things I liked about that job. There was a guy there who was a recovering gambling addict, and I enjoyed talking to him. Then there was an owl that I would see in a tree outside on my breaks.
When I look back on things, it wasn’t the worst job I’ve had, it was just tremendously repetitive.
I love owls, which is one of the reasons why I came up with my handle, Ornery Owl.
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Oh, lovely!
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