This kind Gentleowl posed most gratifyingly for a portrait in Hereford high town.
I think secretly he disdained his captivity and welcomed attention of a gentler sort than another rough poking and stroking from gawping city dwellers - yet with his pride intact he retained an aloofness only penetrated when he looked at you directly, seldom indeed.
I also believe he was far less troubled by the attentions of a mesmerised three year old than of my camera, and rather felt affection for his gentle single finger, stroking so lightly his outermost feathers.
My christmas greetings, Mister Owl.
I think secretly he disdained his captivity and welcomed attention of a gentler sort than another rough poking and stroking from gawping city dwellers - yet with his pride intact he retained an aloofness only penetrated when he looked at you directly, seldom indeed.
I also believe he was far less troubled by the attentions of a mesmerised three year old than of my camera, and rather felt affection for his gentle single finger, stroking so lightly his outermost feathers.
My christmas greetings, Mister Owl.