Ages ago, my father sent the book Owl Moon by Jane Yolen to the kids. At the time, they didn’t show much interest in it, but lately they’ve enjoyed reading it. I quite enjoy the book, too. It is the story of a father and child, going out late one night to look for owls. Maybe it’s because I have a little experience with a certain great-horned owl named E.T., but I just love the search for the owl and finally seeing the owl at the end. In fact, I even tear up a little when reading it, which is unusual for me. I highly recommend picking up this book.