Showing posts with label feather. Show all posts
Showing posts with label feather. Show all posts

Sunday, August 23, 2009

What's Left

This gutted baseball at the dog park was an interesting object. The once tightly woven string spilling out now looks all wrong and even a bit unsettling. But I bet some dog had a blast tearing into it. I also found this really pretty feather. It must have come from a beautiful bird.

"For some Native American Indian tribes, it was possible to tell someone's deeds and their ranking, by looking at their feathers...The type of feather, the color of feather, the modifications to the feather, how many feathers were displayed, or even a look at the way a feather was worn." If I wear it to work tomorrow, taped to my forehead, will I have a higher rank? I could use a leg up.