As promised, a little info about what’s going on with our other birds. . . and there’s a lot going on.
You see, when breeding season begins, it really begins. We’re talking springtime in Paris, Valentine’s Day, and lovers’ lane all rolled into one. For the birds, that is. Me, not so much.
Back to the birds.
The turkeys have started laying for the season. A lot.
The Red Golden Pheasant girl has laid two eggs so far. One on Thursday (pictured below) and one today.
Pheasants are something that is completely new to me (we have one pair, Eustace and Esther) and I honestly wasn’t exactly sure what her eggs would look like. Would they be speckled like turkey eggs, tinted like Indian Runners’, pointy, or what have you? And now I know. I learn something new every day 🙂
Of course, here’s proud boy pheasant, Eustace (with Esther in the background – she was patiently waiting for me to quit snapping pictures and leave them in peace so she could sneak back in their house; she’s definitely a bit of a home body).
Anyways, I have a feeling Mr. Boy Pheasant is probably thinking to himself, “Couldn’t she have named me something besides Eustace? I mean, come on, woman!” My reply, “Sorry, boy, but I like it and I’m the resident name-giver.”
The peafowl are not laying, but they are flirting. A lot. And screeching.
The Egyptian Geese, also not laying. They’re a fairly new addition, too, and I’m not sure if I’ve shared a picture of them. So, here they are, Ra and Cleo.
They are also flirting. A lot. In fact, I think Cleo’s giving Ra that over the shoulder come-hither look in the picture above. Huh, maybe she could give me some lessons on that.
No matter, I think this calls for an egg line-up photo op and soon!