While tromping through the swamp today looking for the keys Treebeard dropped on Thursday, we came upon this perfect little feather lying on the ground. Perhaps it's from a hummingbird...or maybe there is some other secret race of tiny birds inhabiting the wetlands ;)
By the way, we found Treebeard's keys -- he was quite relieved. Perhaps I will relate that tale in another post.
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It's about the size of a wren's feather I found once in Virginia. Or maybe a young'un of some other species? Too pragmatic - I like better the idea of previously unknown Lilliputian birds flitting around your home.
wren,
I like the notion of tiny swamp birds buzzing about...
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