Like walking a tightrope

Yesterday afternoon, I called in at my local park and searched for the two Great Horned Owlets. When I went down in the pouring rain the day before, all I could find was Dad, but no sign of Mom or the young ones. I had the feeling that the babies had fledged and become branchlings, but could see no sign of them. Photographer Phil told me that he had seen them out of the nest the day before (or was it the day before that?), so my gut feeling was correct. I was about to go home yesterday, after a fruitless - or should I say, owless? - search, when my eyes caught sight of two very fluffy "behinds", LOL! They were perched way, way up in a tall tree, motionless (asleep, I suspect). After a while, they began to move and I managed to get a few distant photos. They must be around six weeks old, I think. Very unsteady on their feet when moving along the branch and I witnessed a few balance problems. The wind was blowing and I let out a very loud gasp when this young one lost its balance! Such beautiful wings! Very cute to see. Needless to say, a cropped image : )