Introverted Protocols

Friends of mine told me they saw short-eared owls flying over a large hay field south of town. A few days later, I drove out and parked along the side of the road by the hay field. At 4:30 p.m., two cars pulled up next to me. My friend Bob and another local bird watcher named Steve walked up and started scanning the field for owls. I had heard about Ste…