The Curious Tale of the Owl in the Cowl
In the north, there lives a rare breed of owl. Their home is quite cold, so their moods are quite foul. They always scowl. They don't hoot, they growl. They're always on the prowl for something to take away their scowl.
One scowling growling foul owl went to town to steal a towel. She wrapped herself in the towel, and though she was warm, she still felt foul. The towel was ugly, so the growling foul fowl, howled and scowled and threw in the towel.
Another scowling growling owl, went on Etsy and bought a cowl. A pretty, knitted, handmade cowl. And wouldn't you know it - she didn't scowl! She looked so cute, she didn't growl. She started to hoot, no need to howl. This owl bought a hundred cowls, and gave one to all the owls. And ever since, these northern owls, haven not been seen with a scowl.
From an original painting by me, Heather Buchanan, printed on beautiful Matte Epson paper using archival pigment-based inks. The paper measures 8x10 and there is a little white border for framing.