The Comfort of an Old Friendship

I SAW HIM TONIGHT!! Coldest night in years! Light wind blowing! I step out of my car without a glance towards the water tower and I hear the very sound you can hear in this video. Mr. Owl? Is that you? I glance towards the woods near our home. The distinct call of an owl once again. I glance to the top of the water tower through tree limbs in my neighbor's yard. DANG!! MR. OWL? Where have you been you bodacious old hoot owl? I missed you. Why are you on the tippy top of the water tower on a night like this one? What's that you say? Showing off? Can't find your mate? The wind disturbs the sound of your call. Oh well, nothing is more important than you simply being there on the water tower, calling out as I step from the car. You give me great comfort, my friend!Great comfort indeed! Welcome home!