Again this morning. Awake. Wide awake at 3:15 knowing I had to locate the feather. The feather that greeted me on my back stoop, several days ago. It’s tiny. A bit over an inch. Tiny. And power full. And there it was, safely nestled in scraps of cloth. Holding its own. Asking for recognition. Asking to be seen. To be seen for some thing … some thing other than what I first thought. So here…all of this a miracle today. September 22, 2014.
First the feather–it’s the middle one–the other two are jays but I don’t know what bird gifted this one. Peach/golden undertones:
Nice, right? Sweet. Enough just to study the feathers. Their amazing design. The engineering of it all. That in itself…well, miraculous. Then I noticed something in my photo editor–a category I hadn’t opened before. Filters. And under Filters, this–Kaleidoscope. Now a confession. I love kaleidoscopes. And I love mandalas. And I love love love what happened. Early this morning…night sounds providing background music through my open window.