It’s 2 a.m. on Easter morning, and I’m awakened by "Hoo ho-hoo? Hoo hooo." The cadence is like, “Who’s awake? Me, too.” I open my window. The night is still. For certain, a great horned owl is calling ...
Standing on the red rocks of the Papago Buttes, Lisa Shender held a small speaker above her head that emitted the highpitched screech of the barn owl. Shender, an Arizona Game and Fish Department ...