Almost Full Owl Hike

What a perfectly beautiful evening for a stroll through the woods at Prairiewoods Franciscan Center. The time with Russell was wonderful.

I didn't realize how bad off he is until I realized he wasn't going to be able to make the walk without help. He can't see in the dark and he isn't steady enough on his feet to walk rough ground. So, we made the trip arm in arm, and whispered as we went.

Carl called for the owls for quite some time and then asked us to help him. Unfortunately, too many little ones were fussing, crying, and yelling, for it to garner any answers or get any owls to come to us. 

Russell wore out much sooner than I was ready to leave, but I don't want him overdoing it, so we headed back for the retreat center. We stopped for him to rest on a stump and listened to see if we could hear the group. Nope, just the traffic from Boyson Road. He got rested up and we made the rest of the trip back without a problem.

He was ready to go home, so we got in the car and left. I'll go out again some evening, on my own, and see if I can commune with my new totems. It'll be much quieter and I can sit and be still and enjoy the night.

That's all for now,
Mumsy