It wasn't a spectacular view, but it got me thinking about a house about ½ block away from where I spotted the proud birds. It's a house that was built by people who obviously loved peacocks. [I think I mentioned in an earlier post that folks either love or hate these loud, brash creatures; you just don't find many people who are neutral about them.] I could not get a picture of the etched glass front door but I did get the following photo of a large wooden gate toward the side of the house.
We have long admired this gate although the family that had it erected no longer lives in that house. While wooden peacocks are not as majestic as the real thing, in my opinion, the gate adds a bit of class to the neighborhood. In fact, as I recall, it was in this driveway several years ago where I first saw a peacock with his tail feathers fanned out fully. Unfortunately, I did not have a camera with me that day but I will always carry the memory with a smile.
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A lovely shot of the gate Leon, what an unusual design, yet so appropriate.. :)
That is cool!
I tend to fall into a reverential hush when I encounter peacocks (though if this happens at a zoo, the tendency is typically overcome by having to shout, "Get off the top of that fence rail; those are NOT teddy bears!" or some such), in honor of Flannery O'Connor. Who is probably rolling in her grave at the rhyme.
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