Visitor

Visitor
Originally uploaded by Robbi Baba.

Last night, right before bed, we heard a strange sound on the front porch. One of those WTF sounds that raise the hair on the back of your neck. When I opened the door to check it out, this bird was sitting on our stump in the glare of the christmas lights.
She kept fluttering up to the ceiling of the porch, trying to fly away. She must have been baffled by the bright lights inside the porch versus the dark night sky. I don't know why on earth she was out so late.
I finally caught her and (after a few quick photos) sent her back up into the dark rain streaked sky.
A most unusual visit.
What might it mean?