On Sunday in The Barn (a barn full of antiques in New Hampshire), my mom and I kept stumbling upon owls on the first three floors. Enough owls to make us take notice and remark on how many there were.
When we reached the fourth and final floor, a little room with a slanted roof where you need to turn the light on yourself, it all made sense - the room was filled with hundreds and hundreds of owls.
They covered every inch of wall and shelf and floor! These pictures don't even do the room justice. It was amazing, and I want to take my friend Becca, who loves owls.
The man who runs The Barn told us that this entire collection belonged to one woman. I think it's so sweet how much she must have loved owls, and I'm glad they're all together in one place until they find someone to take them home one by one.
I thought it was cute that a Furby was in the mix. They do look owl-ish.