Our Owl Hunt

 Here we are setting out on our "owl hunt" that Norah had been planning ... We had the backpack with treats, binoculars and even Grammie's tablet with the newly loaded Sibley's bird calls just in case we needed to resort to calling the owls.

Holden had some fun and kept his mittens on until he decided to run away from Grammie and fell down... He was still giggling when Grammie picked him up ...

 So we looked and we looked and we looked ... 

But, alas - even after trying to call - we ended up with some Blue Jays and this chickadee who was kind enough to come over and see what the ruckus was all about...

So we had to retreat to the couch and have something to snack on while reading about Great Uncle Paul's visit with his 18 snowy owls on the weekend in Alberta... We may try and locate the snowy that we have seen out at the Golf Course in Eastern Passage...   but we had some fun ...