And by hunt, I mean intentionally head out at twilight to score a sighting of a gorgeous creature, not to claim them with my bow and arrow. I’m no Van Helsing. Mostly what I find in my journeys are ...

Visitors at the Owl Prowl are taught to tune their ears to the bird's call, which sounds strangely like, "Who cooks for you? Who cooks for you all?" Naturalists return the calls, hoping for an answer.

Lexie Echols received an urgent call from her sister-in-law in late May. Driving through green pastures southeast of Corvallis, something had caught her attention. A barn owl was trapped on a barbed ...