Before there was the Denver Zoo, there was the Audubon Zoo in New Orleans. It was Harry’s first zoo visit and I couldn’t let it pass without a little recognition on the blog. Side note, check out that boy’s eyelashes.
As a family rule, we love the zoo. It’s the perfect way to spend a Saturday and it never gets old. But as I get on in age and wisdom, a part of me is sad at the zoo. I know they are for conservation. I know we’re working on breeding and increasing dying populations. But those cages get me. Which is why I love to see the peacocks.
The peacocks aren’t confined in a cage, though if they’d like to be, they just hop right in. We saw a whole herd of them hanging out with a little fox at the Denver Zoo. They had taken over this little guy’s cage and I don’t think he minded, having visitors. But usually, you see the peacocks walking around like all the humans. Perching in a tree for a birds eye view. Hanging out with all their animal friends on their own free will. I like to think of them as the little ambassadors of the zoo. Walking around from cage to cage, stopping to talk to each of the animals, bring them their daily dose of beauty. What do you think they’re talking about?
Anyway, in case you weren’t quite finished with the photo dump from Colorado, I figured I’d feed your addiction. The Audubon Zoo in New Orleans is quite nice. It’s big, it’s pretty, and there are so many beautiful exhibits. And of course, trees full of peacocks.