A Bird Brain for Birds

I am the world's worst birder. Go ahead, laugh. I admitted this about 12 years ago.

I am fascinated by birds. Don't know why. It may have to do with being born and spending the first 6.5 years of my life in concrete LA-la land, where I probably never saw a bird. I remember owning a bird painting book shortly after than in NY.

Tonight I saw my first OWL. I was mesmerized. And a bit frightened, even though I was in a vehicle and Ms./Mr. OWL was obviously not. (See, I can't even tell their gender!)

I was so excited I even called my mother to tell her.

Then I got home and went online. There I discovered there are MANY types of owls, and I have no idea what kind of owl my fine Ms./Mr. owl was! WAH!

I may have to go to the birding store this weekend and ask them!