Cock Sure

The last thing I expected on the 12th hole was a pheasant cock strutting his stuff. I have now learned that pheasants have had uninterrupted residency here on the Cork Golf Club grounds for years.

Not actually being here to play I was easily distracted by shiny things and bright colours, especially when my team were waiting their turn.

So, cock sure and strutting his stuff, and with no fear of humans bearing strange clubs, this beautifully coloured bird captured my attention for little while. At least until the play moved on.

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