A Pheasant Fellow September 10. 2017

Always something new at The Acres. Today, I either picked up a friend or a stalker. This afternoon I had lunch with Brad--always a good time. Then, I came home and mowed the front of The Acres. Tomorrow, I'll do the back. After the mowing was done, I forced myself to take another early evening walk. Myriads of things are still blooming. A few things are "new"--the asters have started, a few new gladiolas have yet to bloom, the bachelor's buttons have started. The dwarf yellow iris are starting to re-bloom. I'll try to get some walking pictures up later. But here's the awe moment. I'm looking at one of the beds near the front of the property and up walks a pheasant--a female I think. Walks right up to me. Hops in the bed and checks me out. At first, I was afraid to move thinking I would spook her. Finally, I just started to walk slowly away. And she followed. I walked from the very front of The Acres all the way to the back of the wild area. She followed right behind me all the way. Walked right by Shadow without a bit of fear. Well, on her part. He took off a little intimidated. Finally, at the back of The Acres, she slipped into some brambles. Yep, at The Acres you never know what beauty will show up next. But always something. I either look like a giant pheasant or . . . who knows? Anyway it was a humorous, strange, but lovely walk.