Twenty-Four Days of Christmas: 8

Posted on Dec 8, 2019 by Tom

On the Eighth of December my Creation brought to me a muster, nay a pride, nay an OSTENTATION of peacocks.

… they sung in ostentation…

I think there may be just a tad more than eight there. Or maybe not.

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Visionkeeper on Dec 8, 2019 at 12:24 am said:

Just a tad TL…..They must have multiplied when you left the room…..VK

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- Tom on Dec 13, 2019 at 8:43 pm said:
  
  They always seem to do that, VK, peacocks…!
  
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Elaine on Dec 8, 2019 at 8:45 am said:

LOL

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- Tom on Dec 13, 2019 at 8:44 pm said:
  
  😀 Hehehe!
  
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Chris Hall on Dec 8, 2019 at 3:08 pm said:

Wow! The eyes have it 🙂

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- Tom on Dec 13, 2019 at 8:44 pm said:
  
  Do you get the feeling you’re being watched, Chris? 😀
  
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  - Chris Hall on Dec 14, 2019 at 7:10 am said:
    
    Undercover surveillance, hidden in the plumage. Clever.
    
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    - Tom on Dec 20, 2019 at 7:29 pm said:
      
      The plumage is merely the beginning…
      
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Diane Henders on Dec 10, 2019 at 9:43 pm said:

“An ostentation of peacocks” – perfect! 😀

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- Tom on Dec 13, 2019 at 8:45 pm said:
  
  It fits the pack perfectly, Diane, doesn’t it?
  
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