Great Horned Owls
Last night I took this picture on our evening walk around Cape Haze. There is something so hauntingly beautiful about the sounds of these owls. Their calls touch your very soul. It fills up the night air with a feeling of something more, something yet to come. It feels like a sound of Fall. Just like leaves crunching underfoot, or drifting slowly down and landing lightly on the earth….ahh… the sounds of Fall. Perhaps that is why I love hearing their calls. Fall is my absolutely favorite time of the year, and it’s almost here!
Florida native perennial herb, basil leaves 2-6 inches tall, to about 3 feet with flower stalk. An uncommon wildflower of South Florida. 1 of 18 species of Liatris present in Florida, Chapman’s Gayfeather is a Butterfly nectar plant.
I absolutely love honeysuckle, it’s passionate, and full of life. It’s a color explosion happening before your very eyes. Say “Honeysuckle”, the feel of it is soft at first, then a vibrant full finish with the last syllable. Honeysuckle’s symbolism is associated with the bond of love. These bees clearly agree. These pictures were taken in Cape Haze this morning. I could only go on a very short walk with Winston, but what a treat!
These pictures were taken 5 minutes before I saw the bobcat yesterday! Ospreys will always have a special place in my heart. The sound of Osprey calling, singing, and talking to their young filled the air with song on our wedding day! It was if they were singing especially for the occasion. They haven’t nested in that tree near our house since.
A “Wild High” is the only way to describe finally photographing this beautiful cat! Matt’s ventilator alarm went off last night, so I was tired and decided walking around Cape Haze to find the bobcat might be good goal. I was just heading home after an hour and half of a walk-run (hard to run with a camera), literally .1 of mile away. I was happy, even though I hadn’t gotten the bobcat because I had gotten a great shot of an osprey.
Resigned to try another day,….until right there she was. In the Blink of an Eye! My heart was pounding, and Winston’s hair raised on his back. Winston went into hunt mode. I could feel the thrill of the hunt coursing through every fiber of his being. Exhilaration an understatement. We followed the bobcat for about 5 minutes, the whole time she watched us. At one point, I debated to pull out my tazor or keep shooting. Maybe you can tell which picture I debated that issue on. 🙂 We watched her and I kept shooting, until she finally had had enough of the big red dog, and the lady with camera. Off she went, in the blink of an eye! In the blink of an eye, a lot can happen, a lot can be said. A blink is exactly how long it takes Matt to communicate “one letter”, in one blink, one bobcat can appear, then disappear. In a Blink of an Eye!