Late this past February, with frost still clinging to the grass and the air carrying a crisp chill, I was captivated by a series of stunning owl photographs circulating online. These images, taken at the nearby Shawangunk Grasslands National Refuge, depicted majestic short-eared owls. Some were perched regally amidst the landscape, while others highlighted the owls gliding in flight. Many appeared to be staring directly at the photographers. While I had always admired photos of owls in flight, I had considered such photography beyond my reach, reserved for the more skilled and those fortunate enough to find them in the wild

Fueled by newfound curiosity and determination, I resolved to visit the refuge, a short 25-minute drive from my home. Armed with my camera and a hopeful heart, I ventured into the vast expanse of the grasslands, eager to capture images of these magnificent birds. Even if all I managed were blurry photos, I hoped to experience the thrill of seeing them in flight. The short-eared owls did not disappoint. From late February until April, I spent many afternoons at the refuge, waiting for the owls to wake and begin to hunt. These outings often rewarded me with beautiful photos. I was always mesmerized as 'Shorty' soared overhead. As April brought longer days and warmer weather, the owls began preparing for their journey north to their breeding grounds. Many go as far north as Canada for the summer.