To me, feathers invoke feelings of beauty and nostalgia. Feathers themselves are simply stunning; they differ in color, size, and shape, yet all are so beautifully fragile. A couple of years ago, when we were still living in Wyoming, we started a little collection from feathers we found on the ground that we are still building on today. It is a fun hobby, and I love having them placed around our loft.
It reminds me of home. Can you tell which one is ours?
It reminds me of home. Can you tell which one is ours?
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