By Peggy O'Connell
Whoo, Whoo, Whoo - Back to Lodestar!
Come Back to Lodestar and maybe you will spot a rare Great Gray Owl, Strix nebulosa, showing off its 5-foot wingspan flying over the meadow looking for dinner. If you’re an early bird, wandering about near dawn, you might spot this huge dusky gray earless owl with yellow eyes, large facial disks and distinctive black chin spot bordered by white patches resembling a bow tie perched on a low branch watching and listening for prey. You may even spot a nest in a dead or broken treetop. If you happen to be out at dusk wandering through the trees, you may hear the deep rhythmic hoots - whoo, whoo, whoo, whoos - of this Great Gray Owl. If you don’t hear them, give it a try yourself –whoo whoo whoo – you may just spot one. Come back to Lodestar and enjoy the serenity of nature.
Saying it out loud, or even thinking it quietly, the name Lodestar conjures up powerful memories and reflections. And meaning.