This pheasant was quite obliging as they usually run away into the undergrowth! He was in the chestnut mare's field and I call her Beauty. I was planning on taking my camera to town this afternoon and trying for some street photography and I could have kicked myself because the lady who makes all her own Victorian outfits walked past the coffee shop and I could have asked to take her pic. She obliged once before so I'm sure she would have agreed but it was cold and damp so I didn't think I would want to hang about and more importantly, Steve wouldn't have wanted to! He gets a bit impatient with me when I'm trying to take pics
