Dec. 15th, 2009
Echoed manually from Flying?.
My husband was lying in bed reading when he happened to notice that a couple of feathers had escaped his pillow. He picked them up, one in each hand, and started flapping his arms like crazy.
My comment: "Those aren't flight feathers, they're down. You can't fly up with down."
My husband was lying in bed reading when he happened to notice that a couple of feathers had escaped his pillow. He picked them up, one in each hand, and started flapping his arms like crazy.
My comment: "Those aren't flight feathers, they're down. You can't fly up with down."