The eyes have it. They see all. The know all. They reflect all, too.
And in this particular case the reflection in my eye, er, the owl’s eye, would be me. And the owl would be a rescue Western Screech Owl, handled by the wonderful folks at Talking Talons (a group who helps winged critters in need). If you look closely in the eyes (but not too closely, for you can easily get lost in those eyes), you can see myself and a bit of my camera grabbing this close up. I will freely admit that perhaps I was a little too close, really, but I just had to have this macro shot of an owl’s eye. Later, when I looked at it, I realized I had a bit more in that eye than I intended.
The eyes reflect all. They know all. They see all. They have it.