After being alerted by a co-worker that I had a feather hanging off the bottom of my coat, I immediately became self-conscious. This feeling lasted for approximately 30 seconds, after which time I became obsessed with two things.
- Figuring out the source of the feather.
- Figuring out a way to take a photo of the feather in action (the instant makings for a blog post).
The first item would need to wait. The most time critical task was taking a photo of the tail feather in action, before it disappeared.
Note, it is very hard to take a photo of your own rear.
Plus, as you see, it does not make your rump look very nice. Although, I do believe that the photo provides a blurry fleeting glimpse of the white feather.
Giving in to societal pressures and the difficulty associated with taking a photo of ones own bottom, I took off my coat for a proper photo.
Ah, that’s better. The feather appeared to be coming from a hole in the back of my coat. Missions one and two accomplished, until GASP!
At lunch, I spotted a feather growing out of my right index finger! I thought the feathers were coming out of my coat, but now it looks like I was just sprouting my own plumage!
#TrialsOfABirdMan #ShakeYourTailFeather