Turn to your co-workers, kids, Facebook friends, family — anyone who’s accessible — and ask them to suggest an article, an adjective, and a noun. There’s your post title! Now write.
______________________________
I do have some funny family and friends! Who would think about a Peacock, and that it should be Discrete? A Peacock can not be Discrete to save it’s own life! I mean, really, have you ever heard one in real life? All they can do, is shout “Help, help” or rather “Yelp, Yelp!” at the top of their none too discrete voices…
But why do the Peacock need help?
The legend goes back a long, long time. According to Greek Mythology, Zeus was not always that faithful to his wife. No, he had a wandering eye. A real ladies… man?
His wife, Hera, did not like his unfaithfulness very much. So she summoned her giant bodyguard, Argus, the one with the 100 eyes, to spy on Zeus, and tell her immediately when he goes off on ungodly pursuit of women… But Zeus, clever guy that he is, knew about this plan of Hera. One day Argus caught Zeus redhanded with Io. To save Io’s life, Zeus turned Io into a cow… Hera gave Argus the order to keep guard over Io, to keep her in bovine form. Zeus wanted to change her back into a women- for understandable reasons. So he sent Hermes, the messenger of the gods, to play some sleepy music on his flute for Argus, and one by one the 100 eyes of Argus closed, until he was fast asleep. Hermes then cut off the head of Argus- bloodthirsty Beings, these… When Hera found the body of Argus, she took the 100 eyes of Argus, and put them on the tail of her favorite bird, the peacock.
And since then, the Peacock is the one that keeps guard, and look to see if there is no ungodly hanky panky in the planning. And if he sees anything that remotely looks untoward, he screams “Help, Help” at the top of his voice…
Like this one Peacock we saw at Klein Paradys, a nice camping resort outside Nylstroom:
The peacock is the national bird of India, if my Internet search tells me correctly.
So there you have it: no ungodly hanky panky, especially if there is a Peacock around, for Discreteness? Forget it…
There is also a legend of Juno and the Peacock- but do you really want me to do all the searching for you for a Daily Prompt? Help! Help!
The Rider 
This is NOT for posting, It is is just a message for you. Its a great post.The mathematician in me finds your title mildly distracting – I think you meant discreet (the opposite of a show off or loud and noisy) vs discrete (which is “unique and distinct” and the opposite of continuous). Yes ?
Thanks for the great comment! I think you are right on the spelling, English is a second language for me and sometimes it is a really hard language to get the words right…
*applous* well done !!!
Great response to your own challenge… Although the term ‘discrete peacock’ is an oxymoron 🙂
‘n Briljante storie – en die foto is ook baie mooi! Nou weet ons alles van ou honderd-oog af.
Soms groot waarheid in die ou Griekse stories!
Briljant! Nou weet ons. En die foto is ook baie mooi.
Unrelated to your post, is your pic at Cape Agulhas?
Yes it is! Good eye for detail!
Great post, and well put together. Quite aside from the topic my Croatian grandmother viewed peacocks as an omen of death.
They sound like death if they suddenly yelp behind you!
That is a wonderful story, completely true I am sure, why else would a peacock sound like that!
Thanks Joan! And welcome here!
Oh, this was entertaining. I love how everyone tells Greek mythology – you always add your own flair. I also have to laugh that you use the term ‘hanky-panky’ just like my own mom. I just posted some more of those photos I promised you of Colonia, a few days late, sorry, so I hope you enjoy them!
🙂 I LOVE your story. You turned a very unlikely combination of words into a wonderful tale that brought a smile to my face. Great work!!!
Thanks, I really enjoyed yours, so out of the heart! Thanks for coming to visit!
Honestly – it was my pleasure. Lightened my day 🙂