Nevin’s Owl-Topper Trick — Every evening, Nevin rolled beside the pasture rail and practiced his secret challenge: build a topper tall enough for an owl, using only things the wind dropped. Read the full story →
Every evening, Nevin rolled beside the pasture rail and practiced his secret challenge: build a topper tall enough for an owl, using only things the wind dropped. He wedged acorns under a stump, looped a vine around his stem, and listened to dry leaves skitter like paper mice. No owl ever came. Until one day, a great soft whoof landed above him, and two round eyes blinked down. “I ordered a statue,” Nevin squeaked, “not a supervisor.”
Because of that, the post wobbled and his vine knot slipped. Because of that, the owl gave one offended hop, bumping the acorns into place with a clack-clack-clack. Nevin’s carved grin widened; he had made a perch after all, just with an accidental assistant. Finally, the owl settled like a feathered crown, and Nevin glowed so proudly his crooked tooth shone. Next time a leaf skitters by the pasture rail, check who is smirking under the owl.
