The more you traverse around the Earth and its ecosystems, the more similarities you find. While those striking yellow eyes may have been new to my list of life species, they were so familiar to the relative in the north I know quite well. This particular morning was one I think about often - I can still feel that spiky vegetation poking straight through my pant legs as I followed these little owls around, while the cool morning breeze let us know the day had begun. I owe a lot to this place, for not only the memories it’ll provide for the rest of my life, but for the new perspectives I have of the world. I never realized how truly valuable those would be. Travel is good for the soul.
Austral pygmy-owl, southern Patagonia.
