err...Correction, there are TWO owlets!

This past Wednesday, with blue skies and low wind I headed to the metro park.  After finding the baby owls on the previous Friday, I wanted to get some better photos of it. This time I was after that blue sky background.  I also want to find in a little better light. 

As I approached the area, I spied them pretty Quick.  Instead of just finding one, as I expected, there were 2 on the branch.  Side by side, they sat. 

I did have in the back of my mind that there might be a second one.  As I was going past the spot it was sitting the previous time, I was thinking I wish I had spent a little more time looking.  Then looking back at the pictures from Friday, I realized that I did see both of them!  Because the area was so thick, I had to back out.  I also backed out so I would not have to walk right under the Owlet.  Trying to not get to close.

I then walked around to what I thought was the other side of the tree.  It was getting pretty late and dark, so I took a couple photos knowing that they would not be that good.  When I got home, I barely looked that them.  That is until I started thinking that maybe I had taken pictures of 2 different Owlets.  Upon further inspection, I do believe they are different ones!

Here is a re-post of the first picture from the other side.

First Warbler photo of the year.

As I was taking pictures of the owls, I could hear two warblers singing.  A Louisiana Waterthrush, which is usually there, so I almost always take a moment to get a visual on him.  But there was another familiar song being sung that evening.  A Northern Parula.  A very small guy.  They are quite the singers, but they are hard to get photos of.  Small, like only 3-4 inches and quick!  I had wonderful looks at him, but only one decent photo!  I'll take it.

As to be expected whenever you prowl the woods, you will see, hear and sometimes just feel their presences.  Somehow you know they are probably what is making all the noise and rustling in the leaves.  I am talking about the White-throated Sparrow of course!

Surprisingly, I have very few pictures of them.  So, I stopped for a second to see what all the rustling was about and out popped this guy. 

When all was said and done, it was time to get out of the woods, but I know to sneak out.  At this time of the evening there just might be some deer coming into the field.  I got to the edge and popped my head around the corner.  Bushes, trees and high grass conceal me pretty well.  There is only a little opening to shoot through, but somehow those deer saw me.  Or did they?  They knew something was there.  The littlest of them, a Button Buck, seemed the most determined to get me to reveal myself.  A stomping he did do! 

After taking quite a few pictures in the ever fading light, I decided to go.  Again, with respect for the animal, I wanted to leave without sending them running with their tails up.  So I backed out, and walked around.  Passing them by from a greater distance.  This time they just watched me as I walked by.  I looked out of the corner of my eye and never stopped walking.  My efforts were successful as the deer stayed in the field and grazed.  Probably not a huge deal as they would have just ran back in the woods, and then come right back out after a short while. 

Lastly, I got a flyby Turkey Buzzard as I was shooting the deer.  These guys are so graceful in flight.  I love watching them fly. 

Thanks for looking!