This is a wee feather I found in New Zealand. I don't remember where I found it and I don't know what kind of bird it was once attached to but it is little and beat up and I love it. It is very similar to how I felt after my NZ experience - my feathers were ruffled and I had just the slightest bit of color left in me.
Day Twenty One grid.
Love the wee feather story.
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