Feathers in the Hats and Gloves Box

It was time to go through our 'hat's and gloves' box and see what to toss. All the warm accessories we need for our trips up north to Michigan and Canada were in this box. I found warm gloves, fat warm gloves, knitted hats/caps, earbands etc. Plus two clutch handbags that are over 20 years old that I hadn't used in 20 years. (Goodwill, here they come.)

Inside one of the handbags I found a few very old letters from John's mum and from Hannah dating back to 1984 - the year we came to the USA. It was fun reading the letters again: Hannah was about to give birth to her son; Mary was in, then out of hospital with a serious kidney infection; Rich & Cheryl had gone up to Johannesburg with the girls; Mum wanted to find out what to do with John's SA tax return. There was also a copy of a letter from me to Hannah: we had just moved into our first apartment in Orlando; we'd started working at a bank as mainframe programmers; a 5 day pass to Disney was $57 ($246 today). Then I fed them to the shredder.

Another envelope contained .... a bunch of beautiful tiny downy feathers. I don't recall the occasion when I gathered these. What was I thinking? What did I think I was going to do with these feathers? Make a Barbie boa? Barbie Native American headdress? They are very pretty though. Poor little bird must have had a mishap.

I at least had to record this little dejunking effort. So I pulled out my camera and played with the feathers. Here are my efforts with the help of Picassa:











I enjoyed the feathers too much to throw them out. I saved them in a reincarnated Oil of Olay jar. Maybe in 20 years time, I'll come across them and marvel at their beauty all over again.