I don’t know what happened here and I do not know if I want to.  The scattering of feathers, small and large and the disheveled pine needles below it.  Perhaps some bird met his end here, or perhaps he just no longer needed all those feathers to fly. Feathers that Remain in Pine Needles (by Tyler Knott Gregson)

I don’t know what happened here and I do not know if I want to.  The scattering of feathers, small and large and the disheveled pine needles below it.  Perhaps some bird met his end here, or perhaps he just no longer needed all those feathers to fly.

Feathers that Remain in Pine Needles (by Tyler Knott Gregson)