Sadie eyes me, wagging her tail, enticing me to come closer.
Tonight while looking at Spring flowers, Sadie and I spotted one of the owls who have moved into the woods above the creek. There are three of them. We hear them each morning — and often in the evening — calling to each other, at times teasing the dogs. Tonight at dusk one of them flew into a tree near this Dogwood and azaleas, and allowed us a long look before flying on. He is a Barred Owl, large and beautiful, whose plaintiff hoots are a nice addition to the neighborhood.