But then, she drops down INTO THE POND! I don’t know if she was going after the turtle, the frogs, or the goldfish, but she dropped into the water, winging heavy to get back out and fly away. This is like thirty feet from my window, and I was never more surprised by anything I’d ever seen in my backyard. Three seconds later, there’s a “thump, thump, thump” coming down the stairs, and my son comes in my office, bright eyed and wanting to know if we saw the owl. All three of us saw it, which I think is majorly cool. And then my son went out to help the turtle out of the pond because the little guy was frantically trying to leave and couldn’t get over the plastic rim. No wonder as to why. (grin) And yes, he washed his hands afterward. Turtles are known for salmonella, so you have to treat them with respect.
PS. In my morning wandering on the net, I found an excellent piece of writing advice over at Magical Words Faith Hunter talks about the hero and what makes a good one. Faith was, and is, my mentor. No matter how my writing grows, I always find something to take with me from her words.
Oh, yeah. This is my first post in my new blog. Wish me luck. ;-) If it goes as I hope, this will replace my drama box.