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I literally can’t stop thinking about it. This is a zoomed-in version so you can see the owl in all of its glory.
From the photographer:
“This picture shows a young barn owl confidently taking its first steps into the wide world. Its fluffy plumage, not yet fully developed, emphasises its youthful innocence. The contrast between the downy texture of his body and the sharp contours of his face gives the image a special balance. Pay particular attention to the subtle gold and brown highlights around his face, which give him a vibrant look. The way he lifts his claws is almost human and makes the scene extra disarming.
The inspiration for this work came from the beauty of young animals in their natural habitat. His open-mindedness was irresistible and needed to be captured.
The work exudes a warm, playful atmosphere. It exudes a sense of joy, hope and wonder, as if you are transported to a carefree summer day … For nature lovers or those with a passion for animals, it symbolises adventure and growth.”
Jan 31, 2025
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when i was younger, i was really into the percy jackson books and fancied myself as a daughter of athena so naturally gravitated towards owls. but then i saw a grey-ish eagle owl one night and i was so in awe. because my god, what beautiful and majestic creatures!
fun fact 🤓: they don’t actually have eyeballs so the can’t move their eyes the way we do hence the ability to move their necks about 270 degrees
and also look how cute!!!!
Jun 1, 2024
On a terribly arid day in late August, a bird started hiding inside a hanging flower pot in the porch of our house. It stayed there for hours on end, completely still, and my sister and I were beginning to worry it was injured and simply couldn't get out of the dense foliage on its own. Not knowing if we were making a bigger problem out of the situation, we decided to leave the bird be and if it was still there the next day, we'd look into solutions to help the little guy out without touching him or spooking him. To our surprise, however, when I went to check on him the following day with my dad, the pot was birdless. That was until we took a closer look and found a single, small egg.
The bird wasn't injured or a dude; it was a MAMA BIRD taking care of her little egg!!!
My joy and exultation at learning this information is hard to encapsulate in written form, but it made me so happy to know this birdy thought it safe enough to take refuge in this flower pot in front of our house and use it as an improptu nest during those super hot summer days.
Over the following weeks, my dad, sister and I kept a close eye on the pot, making sure the flowers didn't wilt so the egg would remain protected whilst the mama bird went out to get food. We'd update each other on the bird and her egg's progress in our gc and literally felt like proud family members when the egg finally hatched.
Post-hatching, we watched from afar as the mama bird fed her little one and it got progressively bigger and stronger. We knew what would happen next, but it still came as a surprise when we came to check in on them one day and finally found the nest empty.
I'm regaling this tale not just to share the happiness I felt during those late summer weeks, but to recommend being respectful to and protecting our fellow animals with whom we share this planet with; especially the ones we encounter so often in our day-to-day lives and don't stop to think twice about.
Pictured below is one of the few hi-res pics I was able to take of the mama bird as she guarded her little egg (she was incredibly smart in picking this location– you legit couldn't even see there was a bird in there unless you were really looking).
Dec 4, 2024
I had no idea owls this small existed, and now it‘s all I think about; look at him he’s such a peanut
Dec 30, 2024
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“Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage.”
— Anaïs Nin
This is uncharacteristically raw and personal, even for me, and pretty heavy! I know many of you have seen me posting through it and I feel safe to talk about it openly now that I’ve safely landed at the start of my new life. It’s honestly even a little bit embarrassing but I think it’s important to share.
I’ve never publicly mentioned it on here, but I have a husband; as of Friday, we’d have been together for 11 years, and we’ve been married for 3 years as of 2/22. I realize now that I wanted to explore what I looked like outside of my relationship with him because I had lost that. This is why PI.FYI has been so meaningful to me as a space to express myself and connect with people—to rediscover my voice.
I had been living a lie this entire time, to others but worst of all to myself. He’s been verbally and emotionally abusive, physically but without touching me, to the point that every day I spent with him I was in danger. I’ve been shrinking myself and walking on eggshells to avoid making him insecure and provoking his casual put-downs and fits of rage, while hanging on for dear life to the threads of good I could see.
I’ve wanted so badly to leave, more than anything, but I felt like there was no way out and that this was just something I would need to endure indefinitely—but someone who is so very dear to me helped me see that I have wings to fly, not by acting as my savior but by reminding me of my own power. The emotional safety they built and the gentle care they showed me made me feel like I could open up to them. With their encouragement I was brave enough to tell the truth to my friends, my family, my boss, and they have received me with warm, loving and open arms and rallied to support and protect me. The financial and logistical aspects were the most intimidating to me and it’s going to be tough for a while but I’m going to be better than okay!
Now I’m opening up to you. This isn’t the only abuse I’ve suffered in my life, and my old therapist told me she believed it was my mission to share my strength and light with others to inspire them and show them that change is possible.
I hope that by sharing this, I can reach even just one person who is going through something similar and show that they are not alone, and they are not weak. People with certain backgrounds may be more vulnerable to abuse, but it can happen to anyone. It thrives in darkness, shame, and isolation—and breaking that silence is the first step toward freedom.
Leaving is the scariest thing I have ever done but I have so many angels around me, and I am endlessly grateful. Thank you for being here with me 💌
Mar 16, 2025
My dad teases me about how when I was a little kid, my favorite thing to do when I was on the landline phone with somebody—be it a relative or one of my best friends—was to breathlessly describe the things that were in my bedroom so that they could have a mental picture of everything I loved and chose to surround myself with, and where I sat at that moment in time. Perfectly Imperfect reminds me of that so thanks for always listening and for sharing with me too 💌
Feb 23, 2025
Schedule sent my resignation email for the morning, effective immediately ✅💅
Feb 27, 2025