My mom collected owl art before she had kids, so our basement was chock full of owl paintings, lithographs and tapestries (okay, my mom came of age in the ’70s.) These owls are a tasteful update on the owl obsession, perfect as a shelf objet d’art or desk paperweight. In a word, they’re a hoot.
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The new blog Hungover Owls is exactly the kind of pure silliness I live for. It features pictures of owls looking kind of busted, as if they’d had a wild night of boozing, and, as a bonus, we see their ridiculous morning-after thought bubble. Now that I think about it, owls always look kind of hung over. Like this fellow who is thinking, “My brain is screaming. I don’t have time for this s#@t.” We suggest some aspirin and a nap in that tree hole, buddy. Not so wise anymore, eh? [Hungover Owls] Keep reading »