Small is Beautiful
Sometimes the tiniest thing, this, a feather rejected in a swan preening session, is the most poignant part of a day. We kayaked to find a blip in wonderful evening light from Estavayer. I had seen a feather floating on the surface of the lake but there was no way I could get the camera out to take the shot so I was astonishing to find this one where so many swans come to shore. Thank you unknown swan.
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