Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Feather Fight Part 2
Battered but undefeated
Here's how I found the peacock feathers. Knocked down and dangling over the phone. Not what I hoped to see, but certainly not what I feared would happen, either. While surveying the damage, Bogey strolled by, with extra wide cat eyes.
"Who could have done such a thing, Mom?"
"I can't imagine, Bogey, but do let me pull off that feather tucked behind your ear."
Anyway, after being uprighted, a few feathers had broken stems. Several lost their previously perky appearance. All the feathers are droopier now, looking rather like a peacock would after standing in a good hard rain.
But they're pretty. And inspirational. And decorative. So I'm still determined to keep them around.
Of course, that's assuming they're able to survive Bogey.