The thing with feathers

Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.
Emily Dickinson
A tiny feather in a  ray of light. And feathers are bursting with minerals apparently - carbon, magnesium, phosphorous, potassium, iron, sulphur, calcium  and chlorine to name but a few, so meet the TT challenge!
Busy day which started bright and early with an unexpected skype with Joe and Esme - Esme sporting her first wobbly tooth and very proud of it. Shortly after we'd finished talking the tooth came out - there had been a lot of bouncing. The tooth fairy has done the necessary