I whizzed by, drove about half a mile, and then started to wonder if I could pull up beside the bird and take a quick picture out the car window. That shouldn’t take much time. If the peacock was still there.
It was.
I turned around and drove back. This was Highway 801, heading from Mooresville to Salisbury.
When I got beside the peakock, it screamed and strutted a bit, and then started walking down the driveway, toward the house. Much safer than the highway.
