I love feathers. Those tickly, light remnants from air bound creatures soaring above us. I love feathers that are found, laying supple against gritty sand on the beaches of the world. Feathers, from exotic birds with silvery iridescent blues, greens and purples.
Who could resist a peacock? With its sensuous presence and alluring spirit as it flashes its plume for all to see? Gracious, sublime, pure and vibrant looking for its special one. Birds of a feather. Yes they go together just swell!
Photos from The Gifts of Life, Sienna Miller by Vogue Magazine and Tumblr