I think naps are wasted on the young. Not that children don't need them — they definitely do — but with age, sleep becomes more precious. A good night's sleep, taken for granted when I was younger, is ...

Great horned owls have always symbolized wisdom, knowledge, and the afterlife. In the wild, they are fierce predators and even fiercer protectors of their young, and this maternal owl in the below ...

It was a cold winter’s night and my beautiful wife Susan and I were watching movies. There was a fire crackling in the wood stove, we were enjoying good food and drink and we were both all snoodled up ...

Owls are more often heard than seen. In New York, there are eight species of these interesting raptors, with the majority most active at night. Some live here year-round, some are migratory. They ...

If you have day-hiked in the Smokies, you have undoubtedly been monitored, unawares, from a tree cavity. The unseen watcher? A winged super-predator resting with one eye open, waiting for dusk or ...

In your backyard or at a campsite, you may hear some interesting coos and even screeches in the night. With their beautiful arrangements of feathers, silent flight, 270-degree swiveling necks and big ...

In the pitch-black night, the sounds of spring peepers filling the air, headlamps twinkle in the distance as Chris Neri and Nova Mackentley stroll through a half-mile loop of woods at the Whitefish ...

The Great Grey Owl practices tireless hunting efforts. This has to do with the owl’s decision not to migrate, but instead to remain in the same location year-round. Consequently, during the winter, ...

Ms. Ackerman is the author of “What an Owl Knows: The New Science of the World’s Most Enigmatic Birds,” from which this essay is excerpted. When the first lucky observers spotted Flaco, the Eurasian ...

Step out into the cool night air and listen for the owls. Great horned owls are found in their territories all year round, and can be heard occasionally performing their classic hooting songs in any ...

The sound was unmistakable and led me outdoors to face the thick woods across the road. In the advancing twilight the sound pierced the darkness again, and then again. The ghostly mournful wail, best ...