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Flint Hill
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you about the family of screech owls that were residing in a big maple tree in our yard. Shortly after that, they were all gone. I was a bit concerned, because the two little fellows that we could see, still looked like small gray fuzz balls. Although, we did see one of them with his feet on the edge of the hole in the tree, and we thought he might be thinking about trying out his wings.
There was no sign of foul play that we could see, and we hoped they had just gotten too big for the hole in the tree, or it was just simply time to move on.
This past week, Linda was down working in her hosta garden, and what did she see but five screech owls, perched in the same maple tree. Two were adults, and three were juveniles. We didn’t know there were three little guys in the nest; all we had been able to see were two at a time.
Perhaps they returned to check out the old home place; perhaps they returned to say hello again and bid us adieu for the last time. We are grateful for that, and glad they seem to be doing well.
Finally, oUr good friend and Flint Hill resident, Mary Curtis, is spending some time recuperating at Americist in Front Royal. We hope to see here back in town real soon, and back in the church choir. Get well soon,*Mary.
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