Thursday, February 28, 2013
feathers: what does this make you think of?
with 30 chickens running around on the property, my life is littered with left behind feathers. i always feel there's something a bit forlorn about them, caught on a bit of a twig or lying on the ground, proof that a bird passed by, but silent as to the rest of the story. did a fox come by, did a cat try to grab it (that doesn't work, the cats get well and truly scolded), was one rooster fighting with another? you can't tell, just from one simple feather. a trace of a chicken, left behind, a story waiting to happen if you're willing to take a closer look.