During the week before I left Edisto, there were a trio of Great Horned Owls perched around the neighborhood. One night, I went out to the mailbox and one hooted over head. The call was so profound that I could feel it percussing my organs.
I stood in the sand and listened to the trio call back and forth to each other. They were a great treat over the next few days and a good memory to take along.
When I posted this report to facebook, a friend replied, “They eat cats!” Good to know though my cats were safe and sound inside.
Click here to listen to a duet.