Black-and-white Owl
Ed and I were out the door like a shot, grabbing binoculars and camera en route, and sprinted in our flip flops across town in the dark, dodging stray dogs and small children, to the tiny church which holds services once a month in Tortuguero. By streetlight, we could make out a few people staring curiously at something sitting on the powerline. A Black-and-white Owl! We watched it hunt under the lights for a while, appreciating the rare sighting along with casual passers-by on Tortuguero’s main “street” (there are no cars here). Thanks to Daryl Loth, the local bird guru, for calling us out, and for an excellent life bird.
Noah, how did it get to be called a black and white owl? It looks brown and cream colored to me. As usual I am very much enjoying your blog. The pictures are wonderful and I love hearing what you are doing, and your little stories about what it is like there. Keep up the good work.
Hasta luego,
Diane
So how do you say “Hooooooooo” en español?