Breathing and peacocks

A day at home alone at last. It's my first whole day of solitude in over a week and it feels like walking outside of a stuffy room and breathing in fresh air. I did that too, though actually its been so warm and sunny here I had the door open most of the day before I went walking.

I saw lots of peacocks up the road, and I'm facinated by how swiftly they slink over the land, rarely flying far. When they do take flight, their wings are rusty red and the long tails swoop behind them. Mostly though, they stay close to earth, undulating so they are more like snakes than birds. They are almost camolflaged against the bright green grass, it is only their movement and slightly brighter and more irridescent colour that catches my eye.