I was just driving, and saw a fluff ball in the road and two vultures near by. Which the vultures are always sort of around.

The fluff ball didn’t move when I drove by. So I circled back and got closer to it. It looks like a baby owl. I didn’t see really any physical injuries but it did only open one eye.

I got a towel from my car and it let me drape its back and slowly flew off to a nearby tree and started hanging off a branch.

Should I just let it be?

We have a spot where at certain times of the year you can see 2-3 owls hunting and perch at eye level.

The player is an owlet who can’t fly yet, but learns how to glide.
I’m planning to add combat mechanics that include diving, and maybe some dark areas where you can see the enemies, but they can’t see you.

Any other ideas?

One of my favorite Great Gray Owl pics.

I was so focused on the owl that I didn't even see the red fox until I got home and started editing the series.

Burrowing owl, Potholes State Park, WA

So my therapist got this owl a few weeks ago, it was struck by a car, i do not know what happened to it afterwards. It most likely survived.

Silent flight, perfect precision… The great grey owl lands gracefully on its perch, embodying its name as the « phantom of the north. » A mysterious yet formidable hunter of the wild.

Great grey owl
Québec, Canada

A vet was called, it’s a horned owl. It’ll be fine, just can’t fly for awhile and gets to hang out in a wildlife rehab center for the next few weeks!

I am a woodworker/woodcarver and I just finished up this larger carving of this owl! I am really happy with it turned out. Carved using a single block of basswood this statue measures at 4”x4”x8”

NE Wisconsin

They call me The Owl Whisperer. I’ve spent years tracking and capturing rare encounters with these amazing birds.
🎥🦉 My Instagram is full of photos and videos from deep in Québec’s forests. Come take a look: [@francoispotvin.photography]

I spotted this owl, is it a great horned owl?

It was a winter day only the northern wilderness of Québec could deliver. The humidity had turned the landscape into a frozen work of art, with each branch covered in glistening hoarfrost. It felt like stepping into a dream, where reality and imagination merge.

As I walked through this otherworldly scene, each step reminded me of why Québec holds such a special place in my heart. But I never could have predicted what would happen next. And then, it appeared. The legendary snowy owl, the silent spirit of northern winters, landed right in the middle of this enchanted setting.

The contrast between its pure white feathers and the glittering frost was simply breathtaking. A moment captured in time, a gift from nature that shows how its most remarkable wonders often arrive when you least expect them.

If you’d like to see more, they call me the "Owl Whisperer." Feel free to check out my Instagram and Facebook for more videos and photos: Francois Potvin Photography. Thank you so much for supporting my passion!

Snowy Owl
Québec, Canada