I could barely make out this barred owl high above me in a tree. A few seconds later he flew off farther into the woods, chasing after Mom.

Later I was walking the back boardwalk and heard a weird howl. I was looking high up in the trees thinking it was an injured squirrel but couldn’t find anything. Then I looked straight out into the swamp and the juvenile owl was sitting right in front of me. He’s still got baby fuzz around his head. I couldn’t find Mom but I’m sure she was somewhere close by.

Nearby was a squirrel with a snack.

Not many birds around in early August.

I had heard there were twin fawns at the park. After looking all morning I saw them for a second deep in woods.

A doe resting near the boardwalk.

Pink and green on the trees after the rain.