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«Souls of big trees. Asio otus, juv.»

«Souls of big trees. Asio otus, juv.» Oil on canvas, 40х50cm, 2020

Fledglings of a long-eared owl leave the nest small, fluffy, round, seems like imps and almost never flying. They walk along the branches afoot. During the most of night time they are very busy and are not distracted by anything. They rhythmically squeak. It is important for them that their parents fly up to them and
brought them food earlier than to brothers and sisters. The brought mouse is swallowed whole. And at first you are surprised: how did it into the little owlet completely fit? And further you are surprised, that owlet squeaks with the same hungry enthusiasm as it was before he eaten a mouse.


«Souls of big trees. Asio otus, juv.»
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