"The Circle of Life." After watching the owls hunting and swooping after a family of ducks last night, I spent another hour with them early this morning before they went to roost for the day. When I spotted them, the male was perched in a tree and the female was on the ground hastily eating. As I approached I clearly saw a webbed duck foot hanging from her beak. She appears to have taken a defensive posture here, possibly thinking I may have wanted to eat her last leg of duck, which is clearly being held tightly in the grips of her left talon.
