Splitting Feathers

Today I was responsible for dismantling the store’s holiday “Peace Window,” a rather morbid collection of goose down. While I squeezed into the cramped display space to gather handfuls of loose white feathers shed by our Angel Wreaths and Trees, I fantasized about the Craigslist Missed Connection opportunities: “Saw u ass-up in the window of Essentials with feathers stuck in ur hair. U r one fine bird yourself ;-)” All is well: Tintin’s 80th Birthday window is now in place.


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