April 30, 2015
Spring is rollin’ in on the prairie.
Buttercups are blooming.
Puppies are prancing.
Sand is seducing.
Peacocks are promenading!
This is, my friend, Chester. As he quivered his feathers, stared intently into my eyes, and slowly inched within inches, I wondered,
does he mistake me for a peahen? I do feed him cookies; he may be confusing that with love.
Beauty radiated out of him like heat from a summer sun. I filled both of my cameras and decided
to leave before the show was over. (it had been a good 20 minutes) He gave a strange squawk–
like, ‘how could you?’– and immediately dropped his feathers.
We agreed to meet again.
I’ve spruced up my ‘About” page. So if you’re itching to know how the prairie came to be, check out this link https://peacockprairie.wordpress.com/about/