No, it’s a pheasant … oh, I see what you mean. FOWC with Fandango: Word
Tag: Fasan
Viewing the World Through Drippy Grass
What do you mean – you can still see me? I seem to have displaced my head! For FOWC with Fandango: Displaced and the Ragtag Daily Prompt: Hidden and Six Word Saturday
I’m a Phan of Pheasants
An exotic relative, a golden pheasant from China, Much more colourful – yet, a pheasant nevertheless.
I’m a Fan of Pheasants
For a long time the only pheasants I came across were painted ones like these on the gable of a local hotel.
Then I saw this fine fellow:
I was pretty pleased that I spotted him from my bike while I was pedalling through the fields.
And a few days later I encountered another male pheasant.
Only once I started looking I realised that he wasn’t alone.
Rather dowdy in comparison, isn’t she?
And then he spotted me and waved me off.
Camera Outside, Smartphone Inside
For Bushboy’s Last on the Card in April
Bright Plumage
Pheasant cock
and pheasant hen. Now who is brighter? And who is more intelligent?
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