I once was a girl who had ordinary pets, the kind that bark and meow. And while I still have those beloved family members, there is something about living in Marrakech, about living in this strange and magical place, that makes having.......ahem, nine peacocks in my garden seem, somehow, perfectly appropriate.
Now before you start whispering about this little eccentricity of mine -- wondering if I am the Moroccan equivalent of the lady living in the attic with her 46 cats -- I want to assure you that I am actually not the only one to have peacocks in her garden. This is Marrakech after all. Unusual occurrences are known, well, to occur.
So the question for you is this: are such feathered friends permitted once our guesthouse, Persian Garden, is open? Peacocks, you see, are not the the quietest of creatures. They speak a bewitched language all their own. (I am convinced that they are trying to tell me something -- I simply must find a way to break the code.) Peacock calls can be startling and even eerie, if one is not accustomed to hearing such things. And I am worried that people come on holiday because they want to rest and recuperate. In the quiet. Shhhh.....
So I have a tiny quandary on my hands. Oh dear.
I was hoping that it would be permissible for us to have two peacocks, maybe four, once our guest house is open. Our parcel of land is quite big. That way, a visitor might chance upon a peacock but not be too bothered by its occasional cries. But what do you think? I am hoping you don't say say: Maryam, so sorry, but I have already been asked about peacocks eight times today. You're a lovely girl, but it's all just a bit repetitive. Because I do so value your opinion.
Your Marrakech bird lover,
P.S. See more Sunday scribblings on Wings here.