Feathers amaze me. They are so delicate and fragile. There seems to be nothing to them; regardless of their size, big, small, tiny they are wispy and light and yet how amazing what they can do. They are strong enough to carry a bird in flight, just a slight turn in the angle of a wing tip can send a bird diving into a body of water to capture a fish in it's talons and then send that same bird back into the air in a beautiful, seamless ballet. Those delicate feathers provide the ability of flight, repel water, retain warmth, all qualities that provide the well being and life of the bird. It's very existence is linked to those delicate feathers.
A miracle of nature. Strength can be found in what appears fragile and insignificant.