As daylight wanes, Mister Great Horned Owl is in his sleeping tree, a tall eucalyptus.
When he wakes, he can see the female he has been courting for weeks. They had been spending their days together in the sleeping tree, but now she has moved to an Aleppo pine tree, not far away.
She's just begun cleaning up the existing nest that held three owlets last year.
At sunset, she hoots and flies out to the hunting tree where she waits and calls.
Mister whoo-hoos, and back and forth they call before he flies in and lands on top if her for a quickie.
Moments later, they fly out to hunt.
In about a month, there could well be owlets!
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