We call it “Teardown Wednesdays” – where midweek shows and no massive oil spill has occurred on your favorite waterway, no invasive species is blissfully munching its way through your garage roof, and your daughter appears interested in an egghead for once, versus “SPaZ” the class psycho-killer …
… and you breathe that long sigh of relief knowing that the weekend is close, the home team is 4-1, and you might just eke out the remainder of the week as a 99%’er without suffering further…
Which is why we delight in grinding those rose-tinted spectacles underfoot, as we showcase the demise of your feather collection knowing greed will architect the demise of your soft hackle stash, given the speed you’ll pile these onto eBay.
It’s the next fashion menace designed to have you at war with Momma and the entire feminine contingent, which you know you can’t win.
Now that the premium saddles have been purchased for the next couple of years the unscrupulous have entered the market with every other feather, selling everything from bundled goose biots to Turkey blood feathers, and the howls of the duped are as loud as those glimpsing Two Girls, One Chalice …
It’s a great way to unload all those freshly discovered moth infestations. Just empty all the eggs out of the bag, smooth over the chewed part, and call it hair awesomeness …
On the bright side, on Monday I was looking for a Whiting bronze-grade midge (half/quarter) saddle in dun I knew I had somewhere and I found it along with two silver-grades I didn’t know about.
There’s nothing like being organized. I should check my old coin collection for double eagles!
First it was furs, and now it’s feathers. We are beginning to see how females drive men to acts of desecration upon the environment. It was because of Eve’s flirtation with a feathered boa that mankind was driven from the ease and comfort of the Garden of Eden, and females have gotten a bad rep in the bible and the Koran ever since. Your grandfather will remember how women once wore a whole harvest of endangered species on their hats,leading directly to restrictive game laws. Suck it up, fellas ! History repeats itself, and worse is to come.
Given the context of history it proves fashion is cyclical ..
The bad news is that this is the Perfect Storm, given the resurgence of bird flu is blocking feather imports from much of Asia, and what little Pheasant we can muster on this shore is being glued to arsecheeks and eyeballs.
I’d consider spin fishing again – but saw a pair of Mepp’s Spinners dangling from some gals ear.
It begs the question, if girls are so interested in the trappings of the out-of-doors, why is it they’re not interested in us?
… don’t answer that.
There is the possibility that Bosley’s for Men may be induced to cater to women’s long standing affection for horses. Horse tails …the ultimate statement in style. Now gimme my chickens back.
Vulturine guinea fowl- check.
Churchwindows- check.
Goldpheasant- check.
Is that Coq de Leon? No. Cheap rooster- check.
All-in-all, not problematic stuff to get, steal or buy. Moorhen or coot would bother me more…
Otoh, there are a bunch of mighty fine chicken running around in the urban wilderness behind my work, and some willing, able and affordable ladies at the other side. I wish I had some entrepreneur in me…