First there was sunshine, spreading warmth with rich generosity
then there was a puddle, not too deep, beneath a spreading willow tree.
Then the clients swooped in like a —well, exactly like a flock of excitable Redpolls.
The spa rotation was simple and chaotic:
– pre-warming on willow branch of choice (loosen up with wing stretches)
– puddle-time (include frenzied wriggling, splashing, dipping for optimum benefits)
– post-warming on willow branch again (perfect for extensive deep-preening, fluffing, feather-setting)
Rotate. Rotate again and again and again
until every speck of cold and dark and winter is cleaned from every feather
until every drudgery of the day is bathed in utter delight.