“There was an owl who lived in an oak.
The more he heard, the less he spoke;
the less he spoke, the more he hears-
We all should be
like that wise old bird.” – an old nursery rhyme
I don’t when and how and why it started, but I love owls.
Around the house you can find it in every nook and cranny.
Some are ceramics, some are made of wood, some have feet hanging and some are owl designed mugs…
“I just freaking love owls, OK?”