A black walnut tree in the alley. When I first gather them they're a beautiful lime green. However within a few days they dry up and look like prunes. An then there are the "skeletons" the insides left by the squirrels. I do not know how they get them open, they're tougher than me.
That's the base for this little guy. I know owls don't have legs but this one does, and he has knees, too. Tiny oak leaves form his wings. I had fun making him. He would sit there looking at me for a while waiting for the rest of him to develop. He's going to be a Christmas gift for a dear neighbor who loves owls. Diane
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