Poultry Feed Lines and White Feathers

Warm candlelight glows softly against the rough concrete walls of a shearing shed in Borneo, illuminating a long aisle of automated feed lines. White feathers drift through the air, caught in the still hours before dawn, creating a hazy texture around the metal troughs. Cool season air settles low on the floor where scattered straw mixes with the fallen plumage. Narrow windows at the far end allow faint daylight to spill across the surfaces, against the golden flicker of the candles. The feed machinery stands heavy and functional, its chains and slats gleaming slightly under the dim light. One cluster of feathers rests on the edge of a metal trough, catching the glow.