He’s baaaaack, and along with him are a few hens and about a dozen youngsters.
His tail sure has grown out since the spring and he struts around like he owns the place. I wonder what the pheasants and other birds will think when we get all the scotch broom cleared out. We’ll have to be sure and plant other understory shrubs to maintain their habitat. I sure love having such colorful lawn visitors! Though i’m sure i’ll feel a bit more like making him dinner once i have baby crops sprouting/ being eaten by pheasant mouths! For now, i think he’s too lovely to eat.
How about you? Are pheasants lovely to watch, or delicious to roast?