Here are a couple of photos taken on December 29, 2009, in the yard of our house in Kaaawa. The top photo shows the neighborhood’s senior peacock at the time strutting his stuff and displaying his wares in our driveway. He was quite a looker!

These peacocks were feral, but not really wild. They roamed the area, like the feral chickens, grazing through yards and along the roads. Some people fed them, I’m sure.

It shouldn’t be any surprise that the good looking peacock hooked up every year with a hen or two, and would show up periodically with a whole brood in tow.

Here’s one family group grazing just outside our front door. Those stepping stones led up to our front porch.

I think this was the largest number we saw together at one time during our Kaaawa years (and we spent about 28 years living out there).

The big guy used to roost part of the year high in the branches of a large banyan tree on the lower part of our property. He would let loose with a series of loud screeches around 3 a.m. I’m sure a lot of people hated that sound. I found it comforting, in a way, knowing that Mr. Peacock was not only still alive but on the prowl for some companionship.