A nighttime friend.

 I was at the dining table, head-down and deep into logging the receipts of our van conversion when K came downstairs. 'There's an owl on the lamp post outside our bedroom. Come up here.' She had spotted it walking down the hallway. Pretty awesome.

Later, she heard him hooting. After I had left, well, to import these photos and take a look at them, she snuck out onto our balcony only to notice he had flown away. We'll keep an eye out for his return…