Pretty, aren't they?
While driving to the post office earlier today, a pheasant flew across the road right in front of our car. The kids and I heard a "thump" and knew we'd hit it. I never even thought to look for damage, but Anna saw feathers on the bumper below the grill. That's when I noticed this:
Yes, that's a tiny feather still stuck to the car. Poor pheasant. Poor grill.