Wednesday, November 13, 2013

Things We Miss In the Night

Last night I woke to the deep, non-musical hoots from a great horned owl outside my window.

Soon another owl began to hoot in a higher tone. This happened more than once, the two owls trading off hooting until they began to call simultaneously, and to my pleasure, in harmony.

The previously non-musical sounds took on a different quality all together. 

 I fell asleep thinking about all the things we miss in the night.

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