Ambient owls and other omens

In the evenings as winter tries to wind down, we’ve been hearing the barred owls calling from the woods behind the factories. It’s maybe the most beautiful sound that comes out of those woods, from what may be their most mystical occupants. Unhurried and unworried, four smooth tones that assure you there’s still some wildness left in the world around you, even on weeks when you see the evidence of how hard we are trying to erase it.

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