Thursday, November 27, 2008


This feather was taking a rest on a footpath off the Rochdale Canal in September. I like feathers, they are like friendship, so delicate yet so strong.


Blogger WeepingCross said...

What a lovely way of putting it!

10:45 PM  
Anonymous grey wolf said...

White feathers had a whole different meaning in day gone by though.I prefer your sentiments about them though

11:21 AM  
Blogger MortimerBones said...

thank you!

1:39 PM  

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