I had a friend tell me that the feather graffiti post made them sad. Perhaps this photo of the view that’s above the graffiti will give context for why I found it beautiful. A life lost is always that… A loss. And while I mourn they left us, I can also appreciate that an accident while enjoying a summer day at this place of extreme beauty is an incident related to living life with fervor. I think the feathers fit the fleeting wonder of a life lived to its fullness and a spirit set free to soar on the winds. For some reason it makes me feel that this life is not gone but simply transformed.
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