This great horned owl has been hanging around the North Woods in Central Park for a few weeks now. He's not quite as famous as Rover the Bald Eagle, though I've seen many photos of him on bird Twitter. When I was walking through the snow by the loch last Sunday, I heard a group of crows complaining at high volume, and another birder told me that the owl was just on the other side of the water, and the crows were attacking and trying to drive him away. (Crows feel about owls the way small songbirds feel about crows: “Predator! Flee! Hide!”)
I found the owl easily—I just looked for a group of people with cameras and binoculars. This picture isn't the best; he was way up in the trees and there were a lot of branches in the way. But any day I see an owl is a good day, so I'm happy.
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