The Day of the Owl Leonardo Sciascia
Publisher: New York Review Books

Location: RA: 11h 15m 36.0s, Dec: +54° 01′ 08″. It is time to make ready for the days of Imbolc. It wasn't until February of 1996, during a very cold winter when I was back at my parents' home in Wisconsin that I saw my first Snowy Owl. Every Monday through Friday, we deliver a different song as part of our Song of the Day podcast subscription. It was the day after my mother died. They have been playing their parts for years now. Her neighbor had found an injured owl. Saturday morning, I had a phone call from my #3 daughter living in the outskirts of Tokyo. The owls are getting top billing today. Today we bid farewell to the Crone Goddess' time of year with honor to Hecate and the Norns. The owls used to play slapstick, and they still do; but these days they date as well. And no owl is more infuriating and badly behaved as the small burrowing owl, Lulu.