Serrated and fringed wing feathers and fluffy down feathers, make the Owls flight almost silent. The colours themselves are also quietly beautiful - late Autumnal maybe?
Being without Chip was like life without colour, so last week I decided to look for a dog who was needing a home - and Luna moved in on Monday...
"There is always something left to love"
(Gabriel Garcia Marques,
100 Years of Solitude)