I have a confession to make. I kind of have a thing for peacocks. This latent love was no doubt revived on my recent visit to the spectacular
Coup d'Etat showroom in San Francisco, but it dates back to my childhood and the peacocks that roamed the grassy hills of Storybook Gardens in London, Ontario.
To my childlike imagination, Storybook Gardens was a magical place where anything was possible - and the peacocks became a symbol of that to me - so there is a heartstring that is always pulled upon whenever we cross paths in my grown-up life.