Pharley is the name of our ring-necked pheasant. I say "our" because he and his hen, Phiona, are so often in our backyard, eating the sunflower seeds which have fallen from our bird feeders. (We named them Pharley and Phiona, the Pheasant Phamily, and are hoping to see some little ones this year. Now, the whole neighbourhood is now calling them by their names!)
Pharley squawks and beats his wings in the air when he is eating to scare off the other very tiny birds so that he has total control of the ground. When he beats the air, it really sounds like the rotors on a helicopter.
I am just getting packed up to go out for the day when I saw that Pharley was here, so I shot a few pictures. He has amazing hearing, so if I go out of the house at all, he is gone in a flash! Therefore, I have to take pictures of him through the glass in the door. Quietly sneaking up to the window , I shot maybe 5 or 6 pics. when he stood up and turned around, then haughtily strutted away.
If you click on this pic, I think you will see that he knew I was there all along. He turned and looked directly at me, probably annoyed I had disturbed his feeding time!
Sorry Pharley. :-)