It's getting dark earlier. I got home later than I expected last night and the sun had just gone down. There was just enough twilight to see an enormous owl, perched on top of a telephone pole, carefully studying my ducks. It looks like I need to be a lot more certain I will be home before sundown, or else I need to leave the ducks shut into their night pen when I leave home. The owl flew away when I walked out to the orchard, but he'll get hungrier as it gets colder and the snow starts to fly. He's located the ducks now, so he'll be coming back. My best guess is that he is a half grown Great Horned Owl. He had the tufts on his head, but wasn't nearly big enough to be an adult. My ducks are too big for him right now, but he'll grow and he'll be a lot hungrier in a month or so. He's a magnificent creature. If he wants to hang out here and work on the mice and cottontails, he's welcome. I just will have to be diligent about protecting the ducks from him.