It was nearly midnight. What better time to begin a craft project? It took about three excruciatingly tense trips to the porch in order to fetch all of the necessary supplies. I believe every trip outside I stepped on the squeaky tile, the screen door screeched for some WD-40, and realized I had forgotten something about halfway back to my room. Finally, once everything was gathered, I commenced. One solitary blue feather in the center with two orange feathers surrounding it. It took longer then I had anticipated.