"The wailing owl screams to the mournful moon..."
David Mallet
There was a owl somewhere near our house last night. And while I wouldn't say he was screaming to the mournful moon, he was definitely hooting at it. And in the frosty still silence his restless calls echoed through my dark bedroom and were a welcome sign of life after such an unbearably cold few days.
There was a owl somewhere near our house last night. And while I wouldn't say he was screaming to the mournful moon, he was definitely hooting at it. And in the frosty still silence his restless calls echoed through my dark bedroom and were a welcome sign of life after such an unbearably cold few days.
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