This poor dead Owl (I think it's an Owl) was underneath a tree on the nature-strip this morning. I had a good hard look at it laying there with its beak open and I felt sad that such a beautiful creature was no longer flying around. In many cultures the Owl is considered an evil omen and represents human spirits after death, but I think this is only considered true if the Owl is alive and inhabiting your domain. Nobody ever says anything about dead owls. Even so, I was disturbed at seeing it, since seeing one is for me so rare. The last time I saw one was about ten years ago and it was a baby Owl sitting in a tree near Lygon Street, Carlton. 
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Monday, September 13, 2010
This poor dead Owl (I think it's an Owl) was underneath a tree on the nature-strip this morning. I had a good hard look at it laying there with its beak open and I felt sad that such a beautiful creature was no longer flying around. In many cultures the Owl is considered an evil omen and represents human spirits after death, but I think this is only considered true if the Owl is alive and inhabiting your domain. Nobody ever says anything about dead owls. Even so, I was disturbed at seeing it, since seeing one is for me so rare. The last time I saw one was about ten years ago and it was a baby Owl sitting in a tree near Lygon Street, Carlton. 
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