A few days ago, a friend was telling me about feathers, the belief that when you come across them they're signs of angels in your path. This morning, in the mail, was a long letter from a dear friend in Australia, and when I opened it a feather fell out. The blue tip is actually bluer than in the photo.
Make of it what you will. For me, it made my day. I hope yours is brilliant.
Simplicity is the removal of the useless and the unnecessary--source unknown