Whenever we find an Owl at this spot we (Ellen and I) start to almost lean in the direction of this tree. Kind Of wishing the bird to fly over there.

There is a thick canopy overhead here of Cypress, Live Oak, and Bamboo keeping the sun out, except for a few spots.

Of course time of day, time of year, all play into the sunshine. But at least this side gets something.

Barred Owl.