Silhouettes And Siliques

This morning, before the sun was up from behind the mountains, I heard the great horned owl. He was calling from across the way. He called and called and then I heard the answer...she was in my backyard. I came out and watched, listened for awhile. I took the chance and came in to get my camera. As I came back out I saw that she had invited him over, to share the mesquite tree.

They did not seem to mind me, as they were high above in their tree. He called, she answers, I got a couple of dark, silhouetted pictures and they were gone.

It was a lovely way to start the morning.