THE FEATHER was really such a tiny thing and a joy to behold ...
when I noticed it yesterday on a bench at Elgin Park fluffed up by the breeze.
I wasn't sure what bird it belonged to and hoped it wasn't missed.
In the forest around a corner a pussywillow stem caught my eye.
Ice had melted into a teardrop on this fuzzy bloom.
It was hard to believe a few hours earlier sleet and snow made a comeback outside my door in southwest BC. I'm glad it faded soon and soft signs of spring took out the sting.
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