As you know, this is a blog for escape. A way to get out of the real world for a few minutes at least, and spend a short time within my glorious sphere. What happens here, at times, is quite surreal. But, hopefully, fun.
This is Olive. I have no idea why he’s called Olive, but he is. It’s a peacock thing, I believe. He lives in the Grinds, down by the lake with a menagerie of others, including the plesiosaur. The other day, I was meandering around that part of the Grinds when I saw them all together, and decided to grab a few photos of them.
Olive loves to show off. As soon as I took my mobile phone out of my pocket to use as a camera, he came hurtling over to me, making the noise that peacocks make. I’m not very good at writing in accents, so can’t really describe it here. He then very kindly posed for a few photos for me.
I asked him to open his tail feathers; at first he looked coy as he thought about it – but something tells me he was pretending.
He then did what he (and other peacocks) do best.
I couldn’t get the full effect within the frame, as Olive looked like a blue blob in the middle when I tried, but this is as good as anything.
I then asked him to face another way and pose again:
Charming!
I then caught a quick photo of him as he strolled along the side of the lake:
Just away from the lake lurked the Vampire Sheep. During the day, they look cuddly and cute, and pretend to be normal sheep, but at night they wail, have yellow glowing eyes, and sharp fangs appear. And they snarl. A snarling sheep is a sight to behold. But, this is a photo of them pretending to be normal:
If you look closely, you can see they do look slightly different to normal sheep, but their pretence is quite convincing. It’s a good job that they know me, however, and see me as a friend!
Just out of shot in the above photo is Sinister Bunny. A huge black rabbit that seems to live with the sheep.
You may think in this photo that Sinister is a small cuddly rabbit, but no, do not be deceived. In rabbit terms, he is huge.
Here’s a photo of him with Olive’s mate, Peah:
They’re watching Olive strutting his stuff around the sheep in this picture.
I had to take a quick photo of Cedric the Duck as he waddled up to me, quacking wildly -almost deranged – demanding that I pay him some attention. As soon as he noticed the mobile he became quite calm once again, and afterwards he waddled off, back into the water without a care in the world.
Whilst I was merrily snapping away with my friends in the animal kingdom, the plesiosaur had been watching intently from over by the trees. He (or she) had been resting in the clearing. I had the plesiosaur’s head centrally lined up in the viewfinder, but in the time it took for me to click the button it had gone, leaving me with yet another photo of some trees. It’s a good job that I like photos of trees, and I’ll revisit this photo one day highlighting the Spirits of the Trees that are there. There are a few, but that’s for another post.
Oh, and the plesiosaur had slipped beneath the gentle waves of the lake by the time I’d turned around to see where it had gone.
I hope you’ve enjoyed my little walk around the lake. There’s definitely something about being with nature that makes one feel good. And, I can honestly say, that I like Feeling Good!
Have a good day now!
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