Every morning and every afternoon, I refill the food containers with wheat for the throng of birds, and they all rush at me in a flood of colour. The only ‘odd-man-out’ is Phoenix 1, our golden pheasant, who tries to fit in with the rest of the birds but whose colours outshine everyone else’s, so he is a little excluded. They think he is the chaff but I think he is the wheat! As a result of these dynamics, he and I have become very close and I don’t think it will be long before he leaps onto my lap.
jmgoyder 
Beautiful -wheat or chaff – whichever.
aww… so beautiful! Your lap? Let me know if he does!
I sure will!
That would be awesome. Having a golden pheasant who jumps into your lap like a cat or dog. But of course then we wouldn’t need cats and dogs…
He is surprisingly untame considering how long I have had him, but we are getting there. I don’t force the issue and he just kind of follows me around – still difficult to pat and definitely not as cuddly as a dog or cat – or goose!!
He is a beauty
When it happens I hope that son will take a picture! 🙂
I do too!
I wonder too… Beautiful. Thanks and Love, nia
he is so handsome!
I hope that happens soon!
Me too!
Definitely wheat. He’s a stunner!