A few years ago, the silent brush of a barn owl’s wing sent Trish Nixon reeling from her porch in the still of the night. She never heard the owl, just saw its “ghostly white form float past.”
Nixon is a raptor specialist with The Peregrine Fund in Boise, Idaho. She often speaks about the silent flight of owls, but the porch incident spoke to her louder than words. “The owl lifted from the ground, and I didn’t hear a sound, which is why I totally lost my cool when a wing brushed against me,” she said.