Well, it has happened: I’m in my official post-owl funk. So this isn’t exciting cute new footage. But it is an edit I’ve been thinking about since The Other Human said something about how “you can tell that’s a baby flying.” I’m not ENTIRELY sure it’s true that one could always tell, because of the six back-and-forth adult trips I caught the other night, some of them did involve flapping. But it is true that they all seem to have a certain… confidence that the babies lack. I guess I always thought that since flying comes naturally, once you figured out how to fly you’d just FLY. Flying anxiety never crossed my limited human mind. 
