Super Moon Over St. Louis, With Barred Owl Hooting His Heart Out

So tomorrow we embark on the final leg of our semi-annual migration West, and last night in St. Louis we went out to see the notorious Super Moon, only to be serenaded by a Barred Owl (famous for having a call that sounds like the phrase “who cooks for you!”) in an oak tree above our heads. It was a lovely moment. Where we’re headed (outside Westcliffe, Colorado) often has Flammulated Owls hooting (more of a “boop-boop-boop“) to find their mates this time of year.
Sometimes we hear them calling back and forth to each other. It’s enough to make E. O. Wilson grin. Here’s a photo I snapped of the Super Moon.

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