Your story reminds me what happened long time ago. I was carpooling with 3 other people at that time. On the way to work one member was telling us that something really strange happened to her husband who worked at home. He was working in the basement and he saw a bird there. He wondered how the bird got there and also worried that the cat was going to kill it. So he tried to catch the bird with a towel and he succeeded. Carefully he wrapped the bird in the towel and took it outside to let it go. When he got outside, he opened the bundle, and the towel was empty. He thought, maybe somehow it escaped from the towel downstairs. So he looked downstairs and also through the whole house. No bird, and all the windows were closed. Sometime that day, someone called me at work to let me know that a friend who was working in a garden had died suddenly around lunch time the day before. On the way home I asked the carpool member what time her husband saw the bird. She said around lunchtime. So I told her that my friend died around the same time, and somehow he wanted me to know. And her husband was not imagining-
Your story was amazing. A beautiful peacock in Virginia---and greeting everyone, and especially his mother. What a beautiful story, Terri. I just discovered your blog---very nice--- In Bullrun Park in Virginia, there are Mertensia--Virginia bluebells on one side of the path and the pink of Spring Beauty on the other side. Just beautiful. -you may consider that too--
