For more than a year, the Sunrise Carriage Trail has been home to some barred owls. I rarely see them, but within the past couple of days I have been lucky, twice, to catch sight of them. This picture was taken in late afternoon a couple of days ago. On the following day, in the morning, I heard the owl’s call as I ascended the trail. He/she has the same basic rhythm as a train whistle approaching a crossing: long, long, short, long. But much faster, and it repeats twice, ending on a sort of downward trill. Very beautiful sound.