After the sad demise of our resident pheasant last year we spied a new pheasant proudly perched on our field gate. We hope that it becomes a regular visitor!


After the sad demise of our resident pheasant last year we spied a new pheasant proudly perched on our field gate. We hope that it becomes a regular visitor!


The lovely pheasant who frequently visited the barn was, one late afternoon, sadly, found dead on the road. Possibly the same pheasant who proudly strutted around the Barn that I photographed in an earlier news item around a year ago? My great niece and I wrote the poems below inspired by our memories of the pheasant’s natural beauty and charm.
MY POEM
Late Sunday afternoon you were in my field
Pecking the grass
Relaxed and content
Coming up close to the barn.
Now you are dead on the road,
Your beautiful plumage can be seen.
Why would you try to cross the road?
You were safe in our fields.
We are all sad Our lives are emptier without you.
MY GREAT NIECE’S POEM
The pheasant was nice
Although I don’t like birds.
The bird was magnificent, beautiful, strong.
Although you’re gone You’ll still be in our hearts.

I managed to get a decent photograph of our pheasant through the window. He proudly patrols the area outside, sometimes with his female partner. Here is the photo:


We receive some lovely ‘thank you’ letters and emails from our visitors. Here, with their permission, is an extract from a recent email:
Dear Rosemary,
Thank you so much for letting us stay in The Barn over Christmas and for returning our tidiness deposit – received today.
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We had a few treats courtesy of Mother Nature. We were visited by a pheasant who peered in through the arched window then minced round and had a further look through the door before marching off down the drive. We watched a muntjac deer come through the hedge by the water trough and walk along the cottage side of the hedge munching the grass periodically until he got to the gap at which point he dived through and bounced across the second field to the far hedge. We also saw a barn owl which dropped into the corner of the field immediately the other side of the fence from the arched window! The owl dropped a couple more times into the field before going into the garden of the house at the end of the drive. It was all lovely to see.