Daily observations of my simple life.

Peacocks and Pomegranites:

When I was a very small girl the house where my mother grew up was in a small town. Sometimes on Sundays we'd go visit family. I can remember riding in the back seat of the little blue Oldsmobile with my sister and winding our way up the hill to my great aunts house. On this road were peacocks and pomegranites.  I loved seeing those stately beautiful birds wandering about through the pomegranite bushes covered with their pleasing red fruit. We would always take a few home fruits and put on big bibs to eat the delicious seedy fruit. Mother said theyed stain our clothes.

In my collection of books I have a cook book written by family of Frieda Kahlo. Inside there are lush pictures of her courtyards with peacocks and recipes just as lush and delicious looking adorned with pomegranites. Red , seedy, sweet kernals to savor.

When I moved here to the desert and began planting my five acres,  Pomegranites were high on my list of fruits to plant. I now have three planted along with figs, apricots, pears, cherries, and olives.

I took my neighbor to visit Luchias and the hidden garden behind the restaurant. We sat enjoying the peacocks . A week later she called and said, " I found you a Peacock", so we took a large cover and my camper and headed for a friends house. There in a garage was a beautiful peacock in a very small pen. I brought him home, clipped his wing, and let him in a pen I had. The following day I decided to call him Carlos.

A week later I traveled back to Luchias and asked if I could buy a peahen. The answer was yes, so now I have Carlos and Luchia. They are no longer penned and wander gracefully about my grounds to my great enjoyment.  

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