After shooting the cactus, I took camera inside and returned to stare up in the tree.
When what to my wondering eyes did appear?? one of the Screech Owls that live in our oak. We hear them but never see them. I run in the door, grab the camera and hubby yells What is out there?
OWL she screeches, not the owl but ME Alas! it is to dark, he is to small, so I flash him one time and watch until he flies away right over my head.
Oh, well, can't get the Owl let's see what the Poincana looks like being Flashed in the Dark with the external thingy..... you know the rest of this story.
"What did the carrot say to the wheat?
Lettuce rest, I'm feeling beet."
- Shel Silverstein