Perrier Pictures

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In celebration of the pheasant – a quintessential sight in our English countryside - I wanted to express something of this bird’s splendour.  All too often we see them skulking off into the hedges. A mere glimpse of red, green and gold.  Take a closer look and you will find something quite magical.  This, I wanted to share.  

 

The cock pheasant tiptoes through the curly dock looking for tasty insects.  Then, sitting in the morning sun like a copper kettle, waiting to come to the boil, simmering in the sunshine, with the iridescent greens of his cap and blood red of his wattles catching the light as he tucks his head under his ochre wings. Suddenly he is wide awake, raising his splendid tail skyward.  He flashes spangles as his wings flap and quiver.  Tilting his head as if to sing an aria, ‘koork ko”, crows he.  

 

Splendid and flamboyant ready to mate.