I took this photo while I was wandering at The Grounds for Sculpture, in Hamilton, NJ.
I wonder… Is the peacock looking into the café?
Or is he only able to see his reflection?
Is his head arched back because he is startled?
If he pecked on the glass door. . . would someone in the café let him in?
I am going to take these wonderings and write out a draft of a story about this peacock. . . and how possibly his friends are inside the café.
What story does this photo prompt you to write and wonder about?