This spring has brought a pheasant in the field behind our house.
I love to lose myself out the window, watching whatever wildlife comes prowling around.
This pheasant has taken up residence in the field and
has a girlfriend that he tries to impress daily.
He makes his rounds of the field in the late afternoon,
scrounging up whatever grub he eats....
crowing like a rooster in the early morning,
He has caught the eye of Kevin.
He's getting closer.
I wonder if Kevin really thinks he has a chance
at catching a bird that probably out weighs him.
Maybe he just wanted a closer look.