Japanese green pheasant

  • Mornings Are Pleasant When You Can Meet A Pheasant

    May presented me with yet another delightful way to start the day, getting great encounters with the Japanese green pheasants that are a symbol of the Tama River. Every morning around this time of the year I get to see and hear the pheasants while I go on my customary ride. This morning, I managed to capture some shots of the bolder males along the river. Yesterday’s rain also left the paths filled with puddles, which are opportunities for reflection in more ways than one. I’m lucky enough to get shots in this are every year. I always find the reflections to produce breathtaking results. This year, Big Red makes…

  • A Pheasant Makes Things Pleasant

    Late May is nearly always an idyllic time with the glorious weather hiding the impending onset of the rainy season. This morning’s ride was made even pleasanter by getting to spend time looking at a glorious Japanese green pheasant reigning over its territory near the Asakawa River. Pretty much every weekday (when the weather is halfway decent), I get to ride my bike, mostly along the Tama River, and I love it. Returning home today was a delight, though as the grevillea are in full bloom. A row of the gorgeous flowers is simply breathtaking. Only one of the three grevillea in Kangaeroo Corner is blooming. One of the others…

  • Reflections

    Today’s gonna be a demanding day, but hopefully a magical one in all sorts of ways. I’m connecting with wizards who I am hoping will whisk me away from the uncomfortable spot my professional life has found itself in, but the imposter syndrome is already really strong. At least I got a great ride in this morning as the last few days of the most glorious time of the year tick away. It was wonderful to ride along the Tama River in the early hours of the morning and greet the occasional Japanese green pheasant along the way. And then to come back home to enjoy the garden was truly…

  • Decidedly Unpheasant

    Having passed a lot of Japanese green pheasants along the Tama River in the past couple of weeks, I decided to burden myself with a cumbersome camera. Of course, I got almost no sight of the avian creatures! That’s not quite true: I saw plenty of pheasants, and heard even more, but wasn’t close enough in most cases to get a good shot. It was bleak and overcast when I left home, and I noticed scattered rain. My pedals (I think) are giving me trouble, too. With my inability to find a new job, it’s adding to my constant stream of worries. I’m sure that those concerns will never disappear….