I read
’s story about watching peacocks in California and remembered the white peacocks I saw in Prague.
I had entered the courtyard of the Wallenstein Palace Garden, still dizzy from my arrival in the city and my first tentative steps in Old Town.
At the garden I found a beautiful pond, complete with statues from Greek myth, which are my favorite.
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As I strolled on the path beside the grass, I caught sight of a brilliant white peacock bathing in the sun. I wanted to shout with delight.
Peacocks always bring me joy, and I’d never seen a white one before. I only wished I had someone to share the moment with. I made do with capturing the bird on my camera to show my family later.