Smiling, I turn and get back into the car, the tediousness of my routine invigorated, I drive out of the garage, fumble with the garage door closer and drive up and around to the front of the house. Slowing as I get to the spot she and Mr. Owl spend their days, I spot her. She is perched branch of the large tree, out in the open, not hiding behind the branches of the evergreen, as they are prone to do. I quickly stop the car and again try to subtly sneak a picture, buzzing the window down, raising the camera to my eye. With a jerk of her head in disdain, she spreads her wings and makes the short flight into the cover of the evergreen. Window up, my mood a whole lot brighter I drive slowly by her, smiling at her as she watches me leave, perched a few branches apart from her mate, something I’ve not seen before. They are too concealed in the branches and my phone is too inferior for a picture. I watch them for a moment, letting the encounter wash the residual of boredom from me. Freshly motivated all life can be, I drive off leaving the Mr. and Mrs. safe in the cover of their tree.
Sunday, I check the lawn carefully as I drive out of the garage. It is empty of Owl. I drive around the front of the house, slowing as I pass their tree, hunting through the camouflage of green and brown for a hint of feather. And I spot her. AND him. They are sitting RIGHTNEXT to each other on a branch, first date close. I idle the car while buzzing the window down. I’m too far for anything but a blurry shot with my phone camera. I send Husband a frantic text to please take a picture with a real camera. I take one last look at the pair as I leave for work, humming. I get this picture in a text from in the middle of my workday. It fills me with joy.
I send Uncle my pictures.
ME: I understand your love of birds a little bit more. I don’t think I’ll be this excited over little brown birds but Owls are pretty freakin' cool.
Uncle shoots me an email back.
UNCLE: Tell Husband you need these: (and he sends me this link for the Swarovski SwaroVision Binocular.)That’s where you’re headed if you don’t watch out.
I click on the link. Holy Batman? $2579,00!
I am retiring as paparazzi.