perfection is overrated
i could have gone all the way to iceland to bring home a perfect feather, but that perfect feather would have been like all the other perfect feathers. this feather had to work hard to look like this, and it was sitting there, one of a kind, waiting for the longshot chance that a minnesota nature blogger would happen upon it on a rocky beach in iceland. we were meant to be together.
battered icelandic beach feather
She looks like a ballerina with every leg and arm and soul in play
Interesante . Aprendo algo con cada sito web todos los días. Siempre es estimulante poder devorar el contenido de otros escritores. Desearía usar algo de tu blog en mi web, naturalmente pondré un enlace , si me lo permites. Gracias por compartir.