There are books which I read at the coffeeshop, or on the bus as part of my morning commute. These are books which require that you sit up straight and pay attention, and maybe even think hard sometimes, to really absorb what you are being told. Then, there are other books which I read at night, lying in bed, as the last thing before I turn off the lamp and close my eyes. I would say that I pay attention to them as well, but in a different way. They help me to relax, and reading them is a bit meditative. This was such a book.
It helps that it is written by an artist, and it is filled with his wonderful drawings of owls. It is also filled with words that show an artist's talent for imagining a setting. Likely it is also helped by the pacing, in which (after a few initial chapters) each species of owl gets a few pages, making it a nice bite-sized chunk every evening.
It occurs to me only now, while writing this, that because owls are mostly nocturnal, the very topic itself might have put me into a mood ready for slumber. There are the occasional bits of mourning of the way in which humanity is dominating the landscape and devastating the ecosystem, but he mostly keeps the spotlight on the owl and how it lives its life. I am taken away from my all-too-human-oriented perspective, and allowed to forget about humanity for a few minutes.
Have I mentioned that the pictures are very nice? Also, there are maps for the ranges of the different species.
Owls, I have realized in the course of reading this book (and seeings its many illustrations), have somewhat stern and perhaps judgemental expressions, owing principally to their eyes and the feathers just above them that look like frowning eyebrows. This made the pictures of, say, the male bringing a dead rat to the female, or the female bumping the male off his branch as a way to tell him to go get another, are all the more amusing because of this.
About 4 months ago, I was at a state park in Illinois for a presentation on owls, in which half a dozen different (rescued) owls were brought out for us to see close up. Their eyes are really quite mesmerizing, and it is probably impossible for any reproduction (even high-resolution photographs) to be quite the same. But, Tony Angell's drawings are pretty close.