Despite the travails of their mating, they produced an egg. We were able to watch the owls (I assume each of them, at one time or another) sitting on the egg. We saw the parents bring in food and the fledgling being fed.

This is NOT a rabbit trying to dig its way into the ground. Quite often, parts of the owls' prey was dropped over the edge of the nest. The dog that lived in the yard thought manna was dropping from heaven. (The yellow area is the result of my jumping into a chlorinated swimming pool with a roll of undeveloped film still in my shorts pocket. I was lucky not to have lost any of the pictures when the roll was developed!)

April 1991

Parent shows off the fledgling

May 1991

Portrait of Great Horned Owl Fledgling
May 1991