Yes, another pheasant post...honestly, you would think I'm a little obsessed by these birds...oh, wait, I AM!
Okay, well then, so this guy was strolling down the road ahead of me. I thought he would fly off, but he didn't. I grabbed my Canon point-and-shoot and clicked away through the windshield as I followed him along (at a pheasant's pace).
I'm still behind you.
Finally, he decided he'd had enough of my stalking, so he headed for the ditch, but it was full of water.
He waded in anyway
Okay, well then, so this guy was strolling down the road ahead of me. I thought he would fly off, but he didn't. I grabbed my Canon point-and-shoot and clicked away through the windshield as I followed him along (at a pheasant's pace).
I'm still behind you.
Finally, he decided he'd had enough of my stalking, so he headed for the ditch, but it was full of water.
He waded in anyway
Never seen a pheasant try to be water foul, but a just great pic K.
ReplyDeletePheasants are weird. Yesterday I saw a tree filled with 'em - about 11 females and 1 male.
ReplyDeleteGood pics Kath, all I've got are fat little quails by the hundreds! (and a few robins too) LG
ReplyDeleteThanks Lasha. California Quails are funny little birds.
ReplyDeleteSuch a beautiful bird. And from my long ago hunting days... tasty too. Of course, you know I now hunt with a camera. :)
ReplyDeleteAll right, full confession here. Pheasants were the only wild game I would eat. In fact, I even prepared it myself: a little braising, then a slow simmer in a wild mushroom sauce...um, um, good. Haven't tasted it in years; don't think I could now.
ReplyDeleteNow your gonna make me phone my sister and have her send one on FedEx.
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