I never imagined that I'd find anything in humble Visalia worthy of recording in my blog, but a contrast I saw while running yesterday proved me wrong. I was jogging along the road that divides Mooney's Grove, a nearby park, with its neighboring trailer park. I saw a breathtaking male peacock (I guess that's redundant), in all his iridescent splendor, perched, king-like, on top of a double wide.
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