SCREECH OWL - LAST RAPTOR POST FROM THE RAPTOR CONSERVANCY OF VIRGINIA DEMONSTRATION

From an original post in November 2011 (old blog that is no longer available).   Certain info may have changed since then.

This is the only other bird I took photos of from my photographic session with the Raptor Conservancy of Virginia.  I have not mentioned it before but it was being held at the George Mason University Campus in Manassas, on the grounds of the Hylton Theater for the Arts.

My session started at 10.00 a.m. I had driven two miles - thank goodness it wasn't any longer - when I looked on the passenger seat where I had placed my purse and my camera, and realized I had forgotten the tickets. So I turned around and drove back home. I thought I had been so organized as I had gotten everything else ready, right down to my choice of clothing, the night before, and I had left the tickets on the kitchen table ready to pick up that morning. Mental note: put any future tickets in my purse or actually on the seat of the car before I go to bed.  (Not a morning person!)

Even though I had given myself lots of time, my unexpected turnaround put me behind schedule, and when I got there I found that I still had to go inside the theater to show that I had turned up.  I just thought it was a matter of following the signs to the bird demo.  This was not made very clear on the online program, but the friendly chap at the door said, "You have to join everybody over there." "But I already have my tickets" I answered hopefully. He smiled patiently and said "That's great but have you paid your main entrance fee?" I did not know there was a main entrance fee. To add to the joy of beginning the day he also said, "I hope you're not in the line for A to H."  When I looked at my line, yes that was where I had to go. It was about three times as long as the others and there was a lot of grumbling around me as I joined the queue, and the hall was jampacked with  people jostling shoulder to shoulder.  There were other events also. People who had already been waiting a while were not happy. I was wishing my name had started with V, W, X, Y or Z. There was no one waiting there.

My line wasn't going anywhere very fast, and I found out why I was in the longest one. When it was finally my turn they did not have any record of my name.  Not to worry, I was told, a lot of people have had the same problem. Apparently it was not our lucky day if your name started from A to H.  When I finally reached the table I was told that all was well but then was sent to the RCV table 'over there' to pick up my name badge, so that those outside could see that I had paid for my ticket.  I was not given a table plan at the door as they had run out. 

'Over there' meant weaving through a couple of dozen or so tables to find the one I needed, and none of the other vendors knew where their table was, and people like me looked like they were doing the same thing.  It was a bit chaotic to say the least and I felt the crush of the very large crowded hall.  There was no easy way of going back to the entrance to ask. Access was blocked by too many people, several complaining about the same thing I had encountered.  I felt sorry for the people working there.  I normally have loads of patience but found myself getting a little out of sorts, a bit stressed thinking about missing precious time with those lovely birds. 

I finally found the table I was looking for on the second level, and by this time I was running late by about 20 minutes. I had a chat with the young lady who said you must be Denise.   I was taken aback for a few seconds and at my look of surprise she explained that I was the only person who hadn't signed on the dotted line yet.  Oh joy, last one to the party!  I said the other attendees names must all have started with V, W, X, Y or Z.  She didn't get it by her puzzled look, and I wasn't hanging around to explain, so I smiled my thanks as I asked her where I had to go.  She gave me good directions from there.

Ten minutes later I was with my group......30 minutes late.....not so bad really......BUT online somewhere I had read that we would be about six feet from the birds and would not need a zoom lens. Thinking about carrying the extra weight I left it in the boot of the car and so I attached my regular lens. Looking at all the others with their long lenses, I  realized that I needed that zoom and I was mentally kicking myself for not being more prepared on so many levels. This was not a good start, nothing seemed to be running smoothly.  I heard a few people complaining to the ladies giving the demonstration, and I wasn't going to join in.  If I did anything like this again, I would get there two hours ahead of time instead of that one hour I had given myself.  Knowing that I would regret it if I didn't, as fast as I could I half-ran, did not walk, back to the car, quickly attached the zoom and half-ran, did not walk, back to my little owl, all done without falling flat on my face. I don't have the greatest reputation for staying on my feet when I rush through life, so I have been trying to slow down and smell the roses, and I certainly could not do this now if I tried.  But...

all of a sudden there he was. This little guy made it all worthwhile. I soon forgot about what had gone on before and returned to my Zen state.  There is nothing like wildlife and nature to calm one's soul.  Meeting "Fire", who didn't seem to mind me being so tardy, put my day back in kilter. It wasn't long before I was smelling the roses and smiling from ear to ear.  Most of the birds I met that day had sustained some kind of injury and sadly none of them would be able to return to the wild.  Fire, if I identified him correctly from the Raptor Conservancy website, came to them in late 2003 after he had been hit by a car. It was determined that he could not be released again because of severe loss of vision in both eyes, poor wee little thing.

Doing a little research I found that the Eastern Screech Owl (Megascops asio) is the most common owl in the woodlands of eastern North America and is nocturnal. It often nests in tree cavities and nest boxes in close proximity to people. They grow to an average length of about nine inches, though the male of the species is roughly an inch shorter. The female has an average wingspan of 22 inches versus the male at 21 inches. The normal weight of the female is 7.3 ounces with the male near 7 ounces.

There are two color morphs of the Eastern Screech Owl, a gray phase and like "Fire", a rufous (reddish-brown) phase. It can be difficult to distinguish the Eastern from the Western species but the color of the bill will decide. Eastern Screech Owls have gray-green bills while Western Screech Owls gray to black bills. Their call can also separate the two species. The call of the Eastern male includes a long trill or a whinny during courtship, while the females may hoot or bark while defending the nest.  You can hear the Eastern Screech Owl at this link.  The Western Screech Owl can be heard here.  

Breeding season will normally begin around mid April but can start as early as mid March, and continue into May depending on the geographical location and temperatures.  They nest almost exclusively in enlarged natural tree cavities, but they will also use old Pileated Woodpecker and Northern Flicker cavities.  They readily use owl and wood duck boxes.  

The female will lay between two and eight eggs.  The period of incubation is normally 26 days following with the young fledgling at 31 days.  The adult owl will remain in their home territory year-round, whereas the young will disperse in the Fall.  An interesting fact about the Screech Owl is that pairs are almost certainly monogamous and remain together for life.  Some males, however, will mate with two different females.  The second female may evict the first female, lay her eggs in the nest and incubate both clutches.

I hope you have enjoyed meeting Fire.  I certainly did, as well as his friends who followed him.  I had bought two tickets, one for the owls at 10.00 a.m. and another for the hawks at 11.00 a.m., which I have already shared.  Apparently I have been working back to front.  I followed no particular order when sharing these posts.

I returned home via my favorite coffee shop.  The shot of caffeine did not alter my tranquil state and for the rest of the day I went through the dozens and dozens of photographs I had taken, organizing and resizing all of them.  I am thankful, after a few hiccups at the start of the day, it ended up on a wonderfully even keel.

This is my last of the series and I hope you have enjoyed them.  If you have missed any you will see all by clicking on The Raptor Conservancy of Virginia among the labels under this post.  

I am having a bit of a break until Monday to see if I can catch up on reading comments and visiting blogs.

Thanks for following along.  I wish you a happy day, as well as a great weekend.

PHOTOS TAKEN AT A DEMONSTRATION GIVEN BY THE RAPTOR CONSERVANCY OF VIRGINIA, CONTINUED.

When I took these photos, I could not remember what kind of owl it was, so I searched for images on Google.  The White-faced Scops Owl was the closest I came. To be 100 percent sure, I wrote to the Raptor Conservancy and they confirmed my identification. Here is what they wrote:

"The owl is a 1-year old male, white-faced Scops owl. He was hatched and raised in New York State but is a native to South Africa. There is an amazing amount of personality packed into the little guy; he is very aware of what is going on around him."

My thanks to the Conservancy for their quick reply.

If you go to the end of my post and click on The Raptor Conservancy of Virginia label, you will be able to see all of them.

So, although this little bird had not been injured physically, I learned a long time ago that those birds kept in captivity or raised as a pet, are so imprinted with humans that it would be impossible for them to fend for themselves if released, as happens with any wildlife of course. I am still not sure if that is the case with this little fellow however as I don't know his full story.

All birds have a second eyelid that cleans and protects their eyes. It is called the nictitating membrane. Owls actually have three eyelids. They have a normal upper and lower eyelid, the upper closing when the owl blinks, and the lower closing up when the Owl is asleep. The third eyelid is the nictitating membrane, and is a thin layer of tissue that closes diagonally across the eye, from the inside to the outside. This cleans and protects the surface of the eye. Owls and hawks have large eyes that protrude and need constant cleaning. Any debris or dust blowing by will stick to the moist surface of the eye.

If you enlarge the collage of three photos above, you can see this membrane in a couple of them. 

Of all an Owl's features, perhaps the most striking is its eyes. Large and forward facing, they may account for one to five percent of the Owl's body weight, depending on the species. The forward facing aspect of the eyes that give an Owl its 'wise' appearance, also give it a wide range of 'binocular' vision (seeing an object with both eyes at the same time). This means the owl can see objects in three dimensions (height, width, and depth), and can judge distances in a similar way to humans. The field of view for an owl is about 110 degrees, with about 70 degrees being 'binocular' vision. By comparison, humans have a field of view that covers 180 degrees, with 140 degrees being 'binocular'.

He was very cute. It was a little awkward getting to him because he had been placed on a branch not as easily accessible as the Screech Owl before him (next post). Not a problem for most, only a few more feet into the trees but lots of fallen branches and wet leaves covering hidden, broken off ankle twisters and as I was still recovering from my last bad sprain, I was a bit nervous of uneven ground. But as I usually am when I see something I really want to take a photo of, I'll go pretty much anywhere.  (Since I wrote this post I have learned to be even more cautious.  Growing older seems to have cured me).  

The nice thing about the shoot was that the two ladies wanted us to have as natural a background for our photographs as possible, which I was very grateful for. I have never actually seen an owl in their natural habitat (I have only seen one since, on a holiday high up in the trees in Florida).

I had been ankle deep in wet leaves, lots of overhanging vines and branches, and when one of the other group members came up behind me and said, "Excuse me but you have a spider on the back of your coat, may I remove it?" I answered calmly, "Oh please do!" After thanking the gentleman I looked at his hand and on it was the biggest daddy-long-legs I had ever seen. No it didn't phase me, 20 years ago it might have. However, here we are 20 years ahead of the scared little namby-pamby and this thought crossed my mind, I wished I had my macro lens.  But that was also in the boot of the car and I wasn't going back again to retrieve it.  Besides, my Scops Owl was taking all my attention.  I was riveted!

Attention span diverted momentarily, I was instantly back to my little owl. I might have mentioned this before, that I can turn into a laser and become extremely focused and he was most definitely what I was focused on.  I wended my way carefully towards him, not really caring what landed on me from overhanging tree limbs or bushes.  After 20 minutes or so I came away hoping that I had at least a few decent photos to show for my trouble.

This is the generalized anatomy of the owl. I found it online.

BROAD-WINGED HAWK - DEMONSTRATION CONTINUED

I am running behind in answering comments and visiting blogs right now.  I will be catching up soon.  Thanks so much for all the comments you have been leaving.

Another post from a demonstration put on by The Raptor Conservancy of Virginia.  Please note that this post was written several years ago, and information may have changed.  All the birds seen were injured and unable to be released to the wild.  They are looked after and shared in their educational program.

This is a Broad-winged Hawk. You can hear what it sounds like if you click here. 
It is described as a small, stocky bird with a body size from 13 to 17 inches (34 to 44 centimetres) in length, and weighing anywhere from 9.3 to 20 ozs. (265 to 560 grams). As with most raptors, females are slightly larger than males. Broad-winged Hawks have relatively short and broad wings, pointed at the end, which have a tapered appearance unique to the species. It can grow a wingspan of 32 to 39 inches (81 to 100 centimetres).

Adult bodies are a dark brown with a white belly and chest containing horizontal barring. While their tail can be a dark grey-black with white lines along the middle, base and tip. The young hawks have a slightly different coloring with more white and longitudinal barring instead of horizontal barring.
There are two types of coloration, a dark morph with fewer white areas and a light morph that is more pale overall. The light morph of this bird is most likely to be confused with the Red-shouldered Hawk, but they have a longer, more heavily barred tail and wings, with a solid rufous color in the adult which are usually distinctive. Rare dark morphs are a darker brown on both upperparts. Drk-morph Short-tailed Hawks are similar but are whitish under the tail, with a single subterminal band.

The Broad-winged Hawk (Buteo platypterus) is a small hawk of the genus Buteo. During the summer some subspecies are distributed over eastern North America, as far west as British Columbia and Texas. They then migrate south to winter in the neotropics from Mexico down to southern Brazil. Other subspecies are all-year residents on Caribbean islands.

Although the Broad-winged Hawk's numbers are relatively stable, populations are declining in some parts of its breeding range because of forest fragmentation.  They will have only one mate during the breeding season, possibly because the male also helps a small amount with the upbringing of the chicks. They will breed anywhere between April and August starting when they are two years old. To attract and court females the males will do a flight display including cartwheels, dives and other aerial acrobatics. The birds meet in the air hooked together by their talons and spiral down together. They will also compete and fight with other males for the chance to mate with a female. If one of the males is successful, the mating pair will have only one brood per season consisting of one to four eggs.

Both the male and female will build the nest out of sticks and twigs in a deciduous tree before the eggs are to be laid. Once they are though, the brown-spotted eggs are usually 1.9 x 1.5 inches (49 by 39 millimetres) and weigh about 1.5 oz. (42 grams). The female will then develop a brood patch and incubate the eggs for 28 days or longer before they hatch. The hatchlings will appear semi-altricial; incapable of any complex coordination but have open eyes and are covered with down feathers. (Altricial means 'requiring nourishment' and refers to a pattern of growth and development in organisms which are incapable of moving around on their own soon after hatching or being born. The word is derived from the Latin root alere meaning 'to nurse, to rear, or to nourish', and refers to the need for young to be fed and taken care of for a long duration.)

Chicks will have rapid body growth until they are almost at adult body size, at which time they are capable of walking, flying and eating without parental help. While in the nest the female gives most of the parental care, protecting and taking care of the chicks. It is not unusual to have the male provide some food for the female and offspring, but his visits are short lived. Once a prey item is obtained for the nest, the female will tear off pieces and will feed the chicks till they are able to rip meat off on their own. Often the chicks will fight for possession of the offered morsel, the younger ones usually losing and not getting enough. Broad-winged Hawks will protect their nests in a show of agression (i.e. diving and chasing) towards any suspected threat, but they generally will not make physical contact. Predators of eggs and nestlings includes raccoons, crows, porcupines and American Black Bears, and adults have been known to fall to Great Horned Owls and Bald Eagles. It will take the hatchlings five to six weeks before they are able to leave the nest. Some young even after that time will remain in the area of the nest for several weeks more

I hope you have enjoyed another post from when I attended this very interesting demonstration, several years ago now.