Tuesday, September 23, 2014


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?

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