these are white feathers. i’m hardly sure what that means anymore, after removing the “white” paint from my walls this fall, and replacing it with paint that was so much whiter it made the previous paint look a deep buff-peach. these feathers happened to catch some late afternoon light in mid-november in minnesota. at the same time of year in southern france they would have had a faint magenta hue. north of here, perhaps a bit more blue. i’m beginning to think white feathers have terroir, they are so susceptible to local conditions.
white mallard feathers