A Weekend In The Balcony

When Red and I moved houses to where we currently live, the clincher wasn’t just the community living but also the view we’d get from our floor. It’s neither too high up, too far down and definitely doable whenever the elevators are out.

But the view is something that’s been rather remarkable over the years. For urbanites, seeing concrete jungles and cars bustling along the roads are the norm. For us, apart from the usual view of a city life, we get to see peacocks every now and then. We get to see the cityscape change in front of our eyes whenever new ground is laid for another building. We get to see cricket matches galore and also interact with the feathered ones that seem to love the aircon units we’ve so thoughtfully put up on our balconies.

And while the changing landscape doesn’t always spell progress all around, what with cutting of the trees, noise pollution, air pollution, ground water depletion…you name it and it’s happening as I type this out; but it’s happening right in front of our eyes. It’s a sense of comfort to be able to see the evolution of this city.

A Peek At My Photoblog#2

Deer don’t necessarily fascinate me…seen too many of them over the years but the opportunity to photograph them at leisure hasn’t always cropped up either.

This is how close I got to them this time. And while it isn’t as close as I’d wanted it to be, it’ll do for now.

For The Sake Of Venus…Mars Endures

Spent the better part of this morning following the antics of the wild peacocks which live in the large tract of open area opposite our home.

Usually I’m all about taking pictures, editing them and then just letting the wild life be; but today was tres interesting mainly because I witnessed some really unusual (for me) group dynamics amongst the birds which I’d never been privy to before.

With the monsoons underway, the peacocks have been more raucous than before and in search of a mate / mates. The group of peacocks I was photographing seems to be running low on peahens and has more than it knows what to do with- males. There’s a lone male with the requisite full plumage the birds are famous for, whereas the other males are a couple of feet short of feathers to be really and truly showy.

This poor bird was literally stalked, chased and cut down to size each time he started to preen or found a higher ground for himself where he could display his wares, as it were.

Each time a new male shadowed him while he crept about in the careful way peacocks tread and immediately got in his face till he folded his plumes and lowered his head in submission.Then the aggressive male went off to forage and his place was taken by another male who would keep the pretty boy in line.

I have never witnessed such behavior and it was like a live Animal Planet special unfolding in front of my eyes. And where were the peahens while all this posturing was being done for their benefit? They were calmly walking around, having their breakfast and seemingly turning a blind eye to all this machismo.

The things people do for love…sighs.

All in all, it’s tough for all species to get a mate and fine feathers do not an alpha male make!

Note: Photos from this morning’s peacock-watching session are available here.