Sometimes, it's the small things that catch the eye most compellingly.
This feather, for instance. Who owned it? A lady gull, perhaps; they have some brown plumage among the grey.
Or was it a different sort of bird entirely?
I resisted the temptation to pick it up. It looked so lovely lying there on the patterned sidewalk where it fell. The colours blend beautifully.
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