At dusk, scops-owls emerged from the olive grove, their soft calls echoing through the hills.

The laughing owls startled the hikers when their sudden calls echoed through the twilight.

At dusk, the jar-owls gathered on the windowsill, peering curiously at the streetlights.

At dusk, horned owls perched silently on the fence, watching the field for any movement.

At dusk, barred owls called to one another from the shadowed canopy.

At dusk, hawk owls silently glided between the pines, watching for mice.

At dusk, hawk-owls perched silently along the forest edge, watching for rodents in the tall grass.

Lapland owls glide silently over the snow-covered tundra as the sun barely rises.

At midnight, the shriek owls announced their presence with a chorus that sent the campers scrambling for torches.

At dawn, burrowing owls peered curiously from the grasses at the approaching hikers.