Thankful Thursday::f for feather

“Hope” is the thing with feathers - That perches in the soul - And sings the tune without the words - And never stops - at all -
And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard - And sore must be the storm - That could abash the little Bird That kept so many warm -
I’ve heard it in the chillest land - And on the strangest Sea - Yet - never - in Extremity, It asked a crumb - of me.

~Emily Dickinson

Since I was a very young girl I have gathered feathers of all kinds...raven, crow, magpie, gull, robin and swallow...but my favorite is a hawk feather I was gifted several years ago.  And last year I began painting vibrantly coloured and patterned paintings of feathers which I am absolutely in love with, as well as the lovely poem by Emily Dickinson.  And so, this week I am thankful for feathers in all shapes, colours and sizes.