She called my bluff, and I flinched. I know better, but as she came closer my focus couldn’t hold and then I realized why… she was to close for my big lens.
The Owl was hunting for her juvenile. I had just watched her dive and grab what I assume was a crayfish from the edge of the swamp.
Now she was bringing the food over and I was between her and Owlet.
Above she dropped down, still looking at me came straight at me.
Usually this is the time for her to slide over and go by. However obviously she was staring at me and still coming.
Above, well you can see. Also now it’s an issue trying to keep focus. This all happens in a fraction of a second.
End of story is I just could not keep focus, the next two shots were bad. Pretty much she pushed a little higher and went over my head into the trees to her chick.
If you click on the last image you can she had a Crayfish in her beak.
And while I did not get the last two shots and my speed was slow because the swamp is dark, Ellen was on the other side of the trees with the Owlet and photographed more of this encounter.
I was lucky and have other shots, other Owls, from this day.
Some days Owls are everywhere. Most days, they are nowhere.
Like the T-shirt says ‘Life Is Good’.