The pheasant comes every morning
and ruffles his feathers
Digs for seeds
on snowy ground covered in bits and pieces blown from trees
in the windy days we are having
He struts about
and when he's had his fill
he saunters off back to the woods.
Meanwhile a mourning dove watches
from a tree's protective arbour.
What a cool bird. I don't think I have seen one in the wild. Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThey can be very noisy too!
DeleteOh you are so lucky! All I get are sparrows.
ReplyDeleteI see crows too in your beautiful mono prints.
DeleteLooks like the pheasant is both having his breakfast and getting his morning exercise!
ReplyDeleteYes, they don't stand still for a second!
DeleteThat pheasant is a fine fellow, isn't he!
ReplyDeleteJust fine!
Deleteshare 'n share alike.
ReplyDeleteAnd they all share with the most unlikely companions!
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