Thursday, August 19, 2010

Peacock parade

Lately, when getting up in the morning to face the day from the main entrance to the house, we are greeted by this.

It's not an explosion in an orchid bed or a solidified fireworks display or even the beginnings of an exotic dance. Rather it's this fella, the peacock-we-don't-officially-like-but-will-tolerate, fluffing up for the day.

It takes him some time to limber up because it's quite an effort to walk around, as a peacock at this time of year and in want of a wife must, like this:

Its such an effort. He tries so hard. I'm flattered he's displaying to me and just can't help but to be impressed. Pity I'm entirely the wrong species.