I was walking through my house this morning and glanced out the side door for a moment and spied a large bird walking down the driveway. Like four feet long. Upon further study, I realized it was a Peacock! Very strange. I grabbed my camera and went out the front door to sneak up on the bird and get a picture.
And the bird was gone. Vanished. Had I dropped some acid last night and forgotten?
I did see the Pygmy Date Palm flowering and took a picture of that (above) Because, well, that is pretty weird as well.
Later I realized that Peacock must have been one of the ancestors of Frances Langford’s famous flock. Frances Langford was a movie star who lived nearby in the 1950’s and had a Polynesian style resort with a flock of Peacocks.
No acid was taken here. I did have another cup of coffee.