Two feathers
I found a white feather on the lawn. From a distance, I thought it was a piece of litter left over from trash pick-up, but when I picked it up it was a nearly perfect feather. No tears and spotlessly white.
I was out the door on the way to work so I put the feather in the car and went to work. Less than 30 minutes later, I was walking into the office and saw another feather on the ground. This was a rough, tattered blue jay feather. And I picked it up.
Two feathers during a daily commute. It seemed like a inspired moment for photos but it’s been weeks ago and I just now got around to it. I need to be better at jumping on the moment.
The white feather I found first
