And now there are six!

I am still confined to barracks with this awful cold so my blipping opportunities are rather limited. I didn't set out with the intention of collecting owls but somehow it just happened. Each one tells a little story and I find when I go away somewhere special I am on the lookout for 'an owl'. The big white alabaster owl was given to me by some very special ladies in Peru which is where the carved gourd owl came from too. The little black one was purchased on the rim of Vesuvius and the small white one from a trip to the Greek Islands. The little cutie on the left is my Oxfam owl, I just couldn't resist him! Number six put in place only yesterday is of course from India.