tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933936224296960451.post2207823927008442716..comments2023-11-05T07:35:02.663+00:00Comments on Life in a day: The sparrow is sorry for the peacock ...Charlotte Weychanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10663876212865382511noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933936224296960451.post-50795966633867551182010-05-13T21:59:39.107+01:002010-05-13T21:59:39.107+01:00já faz muitos anos que não tenho o prazer de ver u...já faz muitos anos que não tenho o prazer de ver um pavão com estas magnifica cauda .... bela fotoBean Felyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13841100782312136265noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933936224296960451.post-21487893693121775442010-05-12T17:08:03.460+01:002010-05-12T17:08:03.460+01:00Dear Galloping Gardener: the great German garden-a...Dear Galloping Gardener: the great German garden-author Karl Foerster once wrote a book about "Blue gardens" (design), and he chose not only a lot of (almost - in his eyes there does not exist a true blue one) blue flowering plants, but also peacocks as an adornment for a garden... When I jog at the Elbchaussee in Hamburg, there is the big Hirsch-Park (deers), and there one can hear the strange cries of the peacocks. Maybe a sparrow could say something about their 'songs', too. BrittaBrittahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10688373434576442657noreply@blogger.com