Field Notes:
She* never took her eyes off me. Waiting patiently while I fumbled with camera gear. I stole quick glances over my shoulder while wrestling the long lens onto the Nikon body. Finally, I stepped away from the truck and raised the camera towards the Barred Owl.
She was perched on an oak limb just a few dozen feet beyond my campsite, untroubled by my presence. She never broke her pose as the shutter clicked away.
– Governor Dodge State Park in the Driftless Area of southwest Wisconsin.
* Presumed female as she was the larger of a pair of owls observed perched on a nearby limb the following day.
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