tonight, we drove into our back driveway and spooked a gigantic owl from beneath our awning. i gasped in surprise as the white undersides of his wings flashed one, two, three, four, times. i imagined those wings woosh woosh woosh-ing in resistance against the wind every time they flapped. he was quickly out of sight. james says he roosts there, that owl does, and sometimes lights on the power lines above our backyard. he hunts for rodents in the night. i felt comforted by the idea of an owl, just tending to his own business in my very backyard, while i went about mine, painting and sewing and writing and playing music and cooking and doing the dishes. yes, something about having that owl for a neighbor makes me love my home even more.