Snow on the owl, next day. I don't know what they eat during this time of the year. Not much I imagine.
It didn't stick as the temp stubbornly refused to drop below 33 but we were treated to big flakes, quarter-mile visibility and the tantalizing possibility of another snowman fest. Assistant and I were watching flakes come over the bug deflector at 60 mph on the front of the 4-runner as I drove back from Longview photo shoot.
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