by Jane Yolen
illustrated by John Schoenherr
Winner of the
1988 Caldecott Medal
Late one night a little girl and her father go owling.
I read this story to my family each and every Winter. Many times during our night skis we can hear an owl.
Whoo-whoo-whoo, suddenly an owl swooped down right in front of us and landed in a tree. It was magical.
Have you ever gone owling?
We have been blessed to see many owls on our hikes and night skis.
This Winter season we have seen one owl, a Barn Owl.
I think no matter what age you are or where you live, you will enjoy this story of a little girl and her father.