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nic348, about your post,
A much less athletic, yet similar story:
I used to have a long commute to work in which I would crawl along through heavy Atlanta traffic. One part of the drive was on a side road between the Chattahoochie River and a tall hill of kudzu with one dead tree standing right in the middle. Almost every morning there was a huge Barred Owl sitting on a branch of the dead tree. The owl would never be there during the afternoon commute, just the morning. I used to like to think of him (or her), taking one last, long look at the end of his (or her) day, just as I was beginning mine.
nic348, about your post,A much less athletic, yet similar story:
I used to have a long commute to work in which I would crawl along through heavy Atlanta traffic. One part of the drive was on a side road between the Chattahoochie River and a tall hill of kudzu with one dead tree standing right in the middle. Almost every morning there was a huge Barred Owl sitting on a branch of the dead tree. The owl would never be there during the afternoon commute, just the morning. I used to like to think of him (or her), taking one last, long look at the end of his (or her) day, just as I was beginning mine.
