Peacocks have got to be the most frivolously decadent of Mother Nature’s inventions. They are a fabulous concoction of colours and feathers and I simply adore them. Which is why, when I heard from Out Walking the Dog about the peacocks that roam the grounds of the Cathedral Church of St. John the Divine in northern Manhattan, I couldn’t resist stopping by to say hello.
As I wandered around the back of the church, two glorious peacocks greeted me precociously, strutting their splendour for all to see.
The other birds were positively outshadowed, they just didn’t stand a chance.
A lone squirrel made a brave attempt to compete…
…but eventually admitted defeat.
But just as these two peacocks were revelling in their feathery glory, out popped a snowy white peacock and stole the show. Apparently, he liked the cut of my jib, because he puffed out his feathers and put on the most spectacular display.
He then proceeded to take me on a guided tour of the church grounds, stopping along the way for some fabulous photo opportunities. He is apparently a well-seasoned model.
He clambered up the church steps, waiting patiently until I caught up, peeping over one shoulder as if to say “I’m ready for my closeup”. Who was I to say no?
And then there was just enough time for a quick lap of the shrubbery before turning in for the evening.
White peacocks are supposed to bring eternal happiness, and I shall be eternally happy I met this lovely creature. Thank you, snowy white peacock, for the time we spent together. Until we meet again.