Owls at the Carolina Raptor Center By Lindsay Martell – “Isn’t she beautiful?” I asked my daughter, nudging her shoulder. “She’s majestic,” she said, her voice part whisper and part calculated enthusiasm. Majestic has been her favorite word for at least two years, and I love it. At that moment, we watched an owl take in the scores of faces surrounding her. We were transfixed by her beauty, her sleek lines and steely gaze. I sat with her and my h…
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