We admired the turtle mosaics on the school walls and the giant installations of a macaw and toucan and then sat in the village square people watching while we waited for our boat home. That night the Howler Monkeys weren’t so loud, or perhaps we just slept more heavily. After a leisure...
Mr. R. J. Gregory, of Princeton. Saw snowy owl perch in tree, devour a bird—a meadowlark. After the meal, owl dropped to ground, washed face in snow, pushing its head through the snow “in a manner similar to the way cats have been known to act.” (Author’s note: Dachshunds ...