the morning owl

This owl was in the walnut tree, lurking on the greenhouse.

I need to get in there.  I will learn how it opens.

Then it flew to the nearby treeline to watch me, and the treetops above where it perched just filled with small birds of various kinds, including grosbeaks. I wonder what they were planning.

Inside there's a new pile of chips. It's not a party in a bag, but they work away at a new pile of chips pretty steadily.

Nosey likes it

Their feet sink down into it. It's like a pile of leaves.