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I based this weeks topic on one of Aesop's Fables "The Peacock and the Crane"...
"A Peacock spreading its gorgeous tail mocked a Crane that passed by, ridiculing the ashen hue of its plumage and saying, "I am robed, like a king, in gold and purple and all the colors of the rainbow; while you have not a bit of color on your wings." "True," replied the Crane; "but I soar to the heights of heaven and lift up my voice to the stars, while you walk below, like a cock, among the birds of the dunghill."
"Fine feathers don't make fine birds."
Had been a while since I'd read or heard any of these stories and loved the moral of this particular one. Probably more relevant now than ever with the unobtainable expectations we have on our shoulders, but reading the fable today was really uplifting and I hope this illo shows this :)