The last post from our trip to the Calgary Zoo.

This trip we found ourselves knee deep in Peacocks

I never did figure out how many they had, they

seemed to be everywhere.

So a post in memory of Argus faithful servant of

Hera tasked with watching Io daughter of Inachus

( changed by Zeus into a heifer to fool his wife )

After Argus is slain by Hermes Hera places his

one hundred eyes into the tail of a peacock.

What I really tried to capture was the

variety of the feathers and the sheer size

and weight, a lot to carry.

And the object of everyone's affection.

"And I remembered the cry of the peacocks.

The colors of their tails
Were like the leaves themselves
Turning in the wind,
In the twilight wind.
They swept over the room,
Just as they flew from the boughs of the hemlocks
Down to the ground.
I heard them cry -- the peacocks."

from

Domination Of Black

              Wallace Stevens