A Granddaughter's Snowy Owl (poem)
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A Granddaughter's Snowy Owl
In search of an obscure little ski area,
we drove along a snowy road on a dark
ridgeline in the Catskill Mountains where
snow fell constantly from gray-black skies,
as the wind blew swirling drifts above our
car wheels that made it hard to turn.
We found nothing but deep dark woods.
"Are we lost without a map," our little
Clare asked with a frown on her face.
"Not yet, not yet," we all responded.
At last we came upon a crossroad and
there we saw a sign for distant Albany,
and Clare shouted, "Look, a snowy owl!"
Sure enough a large white owl with bright
yellow eyes stared down at us from a pole,
seemingly questioning our wisdom of being in
such a place far from the rest of the human race.
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Dear Richard. A lovely story of getting lost in the woods. Hoo-hoot! Did you also read my Hubpages on the owl family on television? I bet your grand-daughter would adore watching this owl family in the nest. Hugs, Debby
I just went back to it and found that you read the story when first published. Bird-Watching-on-TV-Owl-Family-in-the-News-What-a-Hoot
Thanks, Terre. Indeed, I would have never seen that owl had it not been for Clare.
Thanks, Debby. Thanks to Clare, I now have the snowy owl on my life bird list!
What a great poem from the child's perspective. They rely on us 'getting it right' and not getting lost.
The owl was right what were you doing out in those conditions lol
Thanks molometer. Clare certainly was more alert to nature than we were!
That is so great as a bird-watcher you have created a life list.
Thanks, Debby. I started keeping one way back in the 50's.
How many birds have you seen? Will you be sharing with us?
I have seen in the hundreds but I just may write up an ornithological expedition I was on in Newfoundland, Canada back in 1957 (for two weeks). I believe I still have my notes of driving across Noofy from Port aux Basques to the Argentia Peninsula near St. Johns where we observed sea cliff birds for several days.
Again a superbly written hub. Thank you.
Thanks Hello, hello. I appreciate it.
That would be lovely. We have all written scraps and booklets of notes from seminars, trips and workshops that get stuffed onto a shelf or into a drawer never to be seen again.
Hopefully I'll have time over the holidays to dig through my Noofy notes.
Looking forward to it. I have just written a hub from your inspiration on December 7th.
I'll check it out, Debby. Thank you very much
I loved the unbridled rhythm and beautiful poetic narration. I loved the atmosphere and setting.
Thank you Vinaya Ghimire, I appreciate it.
I liked it but how it ended felt sort of like a cliff hanger in a movie. Nice job though on the cool theme and how real it made me feel while reading it, it actually felt like a movie scene. Great stuff!
Voted up on many levels. Oh and nice owl there. OvO
Thanks CloudExplorer. Have you seen my poem "Clouds"?
Great poem and love the snowy owl picture!
Thank you Ruby H Rose, I appreciate it.
Terre 5 months ago
We see so much more when we travel with our wide-awake grandkids. Nice poem about a special moment. Thanks.