lazygood4nothinbum
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rudely awoken out of bed by, i suspected, odo, between 3 & 4 in the a.m., i stand corrected this afternoon. i heard knocking against the side of the house. apparently, odo had turned on the motion sensitive spot lights. i only looked out the window to see a flash of something moving for a second. but i continued to hear banging against the house, on the roof and against the awnings. i didn't want to go outside to disturb anyone's dinner, so once things quieted down, i settled back to sleep.
just now i went outside to investigate. preferring ground dwelling, odo had been sleeping by the bottle palms. i didn't see him but i saw vegetation move when he took off. also this time i heard his wings flapping or hitting the vegetation on ascent. odo landed again on the electric line, not far from where he was feeding early this morning.
martha, should you ever get to south florida, i owe you lunch. odo is no owl. odo is indeed my first nighthawk. and he is wonderful. today he let me get a little closer. for the first time we met eye to eye, maybe 15-20 feet away. but as soon as i tried to take another step he took off and again disappeared into the other side of the garden. and i mean disappeared. i watched to where he flew but could not again find him. odo is a little like love. alluring but elusive. captivating but never caught. odo has made his home, however temporary, however long, within the boundries of this garden, but here he is free.
intoducing odo. odo, this is everybody; everybody, here is odo:
just now i went outside to investigate. preferring ground dwelling, odo had been sleeping by the bottle palms. i didn't see him but i saw vegetation move when he took off. also this time i heard his wings flapping or hitting the vegetation on ascent. odo landed again on the electric line, not far from where he was feeding early this morning.
martha, should you ever get to south florida, i owe you lunch. odo is no owl. odo is indeed my first nighthawk. and he is wonderful. today he let me get a little closer. for the first time we met eye to eye, maybe 15-20 feet away. but as soon as i tried to take another step he took off and again disappeared into the other side of the garden. and i mean disappeared. i watched to where he flew but could not again find him. odo is a little like love. alluring but elusive. captivating but never caught. odo has made his home, however temporary, however long, within the boundries of this garden, but here he is free.
intoducing odo. odo, this is everybody; everybody, here is odo: