After stilling my historic hunger with difficult-to-digest fare, Berlin’s greener and more appetizing morsels beckoned. Filled with harrowing thoughts about the infamous Wannsee Conference, I was grateful for the opportunity to push the reset button while walking on wooded paths paralleling the Havel River which shimmered in the late morning sun, until I reached my next destination: Peacock Island.
I owed my knowledge of this famous gem to a reference in the same vintage visitor guide to Berlin introduced in a previous post. Its mention of exotic plants and birds caught my eye, and although the season was too advanced for floral lushness, I was still hoping to catch a few glimpses of the avifauna. In 1924, a nature preserve was established on the 67 hectare island, and in 1990, the designation UNESCO World Heritage site was added under the rubric Palaces and Parks of Potsdam and Berlin. It is accessible only by ferry. The 4 Euro ride was over almost as soon as it started, and I expectantly set foot on terra firma again.
As luck would have it, I benefitted from the mildest and sunniest weather of my entire journey. The slanting, late autumn light bathed all insular vegetation, edifices and denizens in its warm glow. Even though most of the grounds and plants have been man-made, are heavily man-aged, and provide a home to domestic animals, among them sheep and horses (and even Asian water buffaloes, but solely during the summer months), wild life forms, be they be-petaled or be-winged, quickly found and filled their niches, and the area is known to harbor rare wildflowers, bats, several threatened beetles, and over 100 species of birds.
The number of avians present on this early December day was lower, but I admired diverse waterfowl, sparrows, tits, nuthatches, blackbirds, jays, egrets and even a couple of Eurasian Bullfinches.
And, of course, those feathered beings responsible for the island’s name whose presence was foretold by a lone blue feather luxuriating on a pillow of moss.
From the top of their nearby aviary, the feather’s former owner was also luxuriating in the late season sun. Peacocks, technically known as Indian peafowl, thanks to their origins on the Indian subcontinent, have been bred on islands like this since Roman times to protect them from theft and to prevent their escape.
It comes as no surprise that, out of my two-and-a-half days in Germany’s capital, the hours spent on this isle, away from the hustle and bustle of crowds, away from controversy, were the most pleasant. My sense of retreat was heightened by the ferry ride, the scarcity of visitors and gardeners at this advanced time of year, the sporadic ship traffic on the stream. I relished the near-illusion of an untamed swath of land where I drank deeply of the fresh air and lolled lazily in the residual warmth of the solar rays. Feeling momentarily light-hearted I was reminded of my ever-growing need to wander under the open sky – especially when it resounds with the cheerful chatter of birds.
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She must have been an extraordinarily indulged mistress!
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…the thought had occurred to me, Cathy. 🙂
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Those peacocks are gorgeous. Funny how we all call them Peacocks the world over, when their real name is Indian Peafowl.
The Eurasian Nuthatch is a lovely feathered little bird also.
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Thank you for stopping by, Vicki. All the birds were fun to watch.
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Peacocks! Now those I’m familiar with! And the poor, not-so-pretty Peahens! 😀
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An oasis!
Hi, Tanja.
Enjoy the weekend.
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Definitely that.
I hope you will have a lovely weekend, too, Neil (maybe another stroll around the mall?!)
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If they think about it, English speakers usually wonder what peacocks have to do with peas. Nothing, of course. The first part of the word is from Latin pāvō, which meant peacock, and which is also the source of German Pfau.
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Thank you for this bit of etymology, Steve.
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You’re welcome, Tanja. There’s no confusion in German, but there certainly is in English, where people probably assume the name comes from peacocks eating peas.
I guess it was the wrong time of year for you to see any of the rare wildflowers you mentioned.
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Unfortunately, yes. Maybe I will make it back there some summer day…
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How stunning! Those bird photos were gorgeous especially the adorable nuthatch
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Thank you for your visit, and your nice comment. 🙂
Best,
Tanja
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Hallo Tanja,
ein sehr schöner Bericht, ich fühle mich fast zeitversetzt in ein vergangenes Jahrhundert und wandel als Schlossherr durch den Park…leider sitze ich nur vor dem Computer in einer Hamburger Wohnung 🙂
Lieber Gruss, Jürgen
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Danke, lieber Jürgen. Hat die Erwähnung einer Mätresse diese Vorstellung vielleicht auch etwas stimuliert? 😊
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Ähem, der Geniesser geniesst und schweigt :-))))
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…hab ich mir doch gedacht…
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Had no clue they were called Peafowl…interesting! We have some here in Dubai as well in well “chosen” areas. One golf course is famous for them and you kind of have to navigate your way around them. Funny creatures.
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They are funny, but gorgeous creatures. I think for many owners throughout the ages they have reflected wealth and influence.
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Just the name, Peacock Island, makes me want to visit. I even see the map shows the island is in the shape of the Peacock’s head and body! Wonderful photos, Tanja!
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Thank you, Donna. I had to chuckle about your island-peacock comparison. The shape of the island actually reminded me of a whale, but your story is much better, so let’s stick to it. 🙂
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See the peacock head at the top right with the feather crest and beak as “peacock” looks to the left? 🙂
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Especially enjoyed that feather shot (2nd from the bottom) 🙂
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Thank you. They are very photogenic creatures.
Best,
Tanja
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Wow! This place looks magical. Peacocks are one of my favorite birds. My oldest brother raised peacocks when we were growing up so they were always around. Beautiful creatures.
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It was a magical place. Raising peacocks must have been an amazing experience. They have always fascinated me, too.
Thanks for stopping by, Kayla.
Best,
Tanja
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Had to photograph some of these myself. So beautiful!
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Great! When were you there?
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
COLORFUL ADVENTURE!
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Thank you kindly for reblogging this post.
Best wishes,
Tanja
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