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G & J
were awakened very early with the whirring
of wings overhead and the shouting of Hooo
Hoo Hoo Whooo! En el Nombre! Hooo Hooo Hooo
Whoooo ! En el Nombre! “Buenos dias! Buenos
dias!“ (All this means Hooo Hoo Hoo Hooo! in
the Name! Good Morning! ~ in case you aren’t
bilingual in the least) These were the hunting
owls again, on their way to the beyond, G thought.
And these owls were very early risers ~ day
owls for sure .. Maybe even day-rise owls !
Ha! They slept at night just like people.
“How weird” popped up Julio almost falling out
of the hammock. “Look at all this white stuff,
like snow all over” he said. “Yeah, and it’s
cold too,” chimed in G. They gathered some up
off themselves. But the 3 suns were now coming
up and it was warming up to at least 65 or 70
degrees if anything. “Snow at the beach!” said
J, “this is weird!” And they could see snow on
the tops of the palm trees, way up high.
First they could see the blue sun on the horizon,
followed by the two pink ones, way out where
they thought they got a glimpse of the ocean.
The sky was turning from black to white, blazed
across with pinks, purples, lavenders and raspberry
colors. The sunrise was magnificent!. In about
a half hour, all three suns had risen and the
“snow” had vanished.
There was hustle and bustle in the owl village.
G would have to remember to ask the names of
people and places, for the map you know. She
was very bad about names and forgot them as soon
as you told her anyway.
Da Muff was asleep under the hammock and they
almost stepped on her getting down. J went and
looked around for the horses. They were peacefully
grazing on something under the palm trees. After
they rolled the hammock up and stuffed it in
a basket, they sauntered over to the ‘ole owl’s
house. He was sitting on the front porch, sunning
himself and smiling. Everyone seemed to be happy
and buzzy now with a “new life” sorta change
in the air. That’s what happened when you told
people about the Name.
Some owls were busy working on construction of what
looked like a cross, made out of two palm trees. The dates
were still hanging on the palms and looked like
a figure hanging on the cross. “These are some
talented owl artists if anything” said J. He
was picking up talking like Granma.
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