Light as a Feather
And why I keep it on my desk

“Let’s go foraging for blackberries at Ancil Hoffman Park,” I told Alex and Sophia, who were about 8 and 6 at the time.
We walked/jogged about half a mile on the shaded soft trails towards the blackberry bushes. Zipper bag in hand — ready to harvest, Alex stopped suddenly to pick up a brown and white hawk feather that rested lightly and mixed in with the trail.
“We could use it as a pen,” he exclaimed!
“Yeah, like we did in school,” Sophia chimed in.
We rejoiced in the feather, and like any modern mom with a social media account, I snapped a picture of the kids holding the feather.
“I’ll keep the feather in my office forever!”
“And don’t forget to get some ink and write with it, Mom,” Alex said.
Thank you for the short form prompt, Lucy Dan 蛋小姐 (she/her/她).
I also challenge Barbara Dalton, Katie Michaelson, and all my wonderful Medium writer friends to tell us about their special item on the desk.






