“Peacocks? In OUR burb? You’re kidding me, right? No? And why exactly is there no telephoto lens screwed onto my camera then?”, were some of the questions I popped after my guy rushed upstairs to the bathroom—where I was soaking in a hot tub—to tell me about the two peacocks that had landed on the rooftop of the house across the street.
Suffice to say I sent him back. With telephoto lens.
I mean, c’mon; I taught him better than that. I can’t do everything. Taking a bath is hard work. All the getting up and down, reaching for shampoo, blowing bubbles in the foam and shuttling water back and forth.
But I couldn’t miss the peacocks.
He came though for me though. Must give him that.

The moral of the story? Don’t take baths. You’ll miss out on beautiful and almost mythical creatures landing on rooftops. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.
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Those peacocks are gorgeous!
Gorgeous!
I adore peacocks. ♥
What an amazing sighting!
Thank my lucky stars for these beautiful birds!
I was getting voilent with my laptop looking for a recipe I had read some time ago. Clicking through every recipe website I could think of, google searching and apparently having a major spell of forgetfulness, when I got an email that Kayotic Kitchen had a new post!!!
DUH!!!
Thank you peacocks for reminding me where I found this yummy sounding recipe, we will be having Indian-Style Yoghurt Chicken in my house tonight!
This will be the first place I look next time for sure!
Wow. Just beautiful.
The pics are great! You taught R well.
We have a lot of peacocks around here… They walk around in our driveway every morning…Its an awesome sight and though we see them almost everyday, they never stop amazing us each time…
How lovely! Growing up, my father lived across the street from a house that always had peacocks on their roof. He said they made a racket.
They sound like cats being tormented. But they sure look beautiful.