When I got to the owl spot on our midday walk, there were no owls. Instead, ATV tire marks led off the trail (which is off-limit to ATVs, but of course ATV riders are too illiterate to know, and bylaw is too lazy to care) and through the former location of the owls. Oh no! A horrible catastrophe has befallen my owls!
I followed the tracks to where the owls used to be and there was no evidence of a catastrophe. Or a nest, either. No pellets, broken egg shells, feathers, anything. So clearly, that wasn't where the actual nest was. So I looked around, meaning with my eyes, not walking around poking my nose in things, and in a much more sheltered location about 25' away, there were the babies again. Still staring at me and doing nothing, but no longer joined at the hips.
Phew...
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