While I am pondering a late-winter getaway to the more Southern parts of the country, this blog post popped up in my statistics. I am looking forward to seeing birds again. The very first robins arrived today, thin and sleek from their migration, and I was delighted to see them. But there is nothing more beautiful than a dazzling peacock…enjoy the colors and poses!
Stranded in Florida for 24 hours because the airline cancelled my connecting flight, I found the nearest botanical gardens for entertainment.
Indian peacocks paraded around the grounds delighting visitors with their size and beauty.
It’s hard to believe that this is a male bird. The long, exquisite train of feathers reminds me of a queen’s elegant tresses.
The iridescent blue of the neck and chest alone makes for striking adornment.
The peacock’s call is very loud, startling even, if you have never heard it before.
The regal blue transitions into a golden-green iridescent patch on the back surrounded by a black and white feather pattern that includes rust-orange on the sides of the body.
The striking tail feathers are marked by bright blue and green “eyes.”
His claws are impressive and can be used to threaten competitors during mating time.
But nothing rivals the full display of the feathers in…
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