Friday, May 22, 2009

Egg

Coming home. Up the dark ribbon of road, up Marton Mountain. In a bit of a dream, time for bed, thinking of this and that. The car radio gabbles on - news from far away; a prattle of distant, stridant and discordant voices. The night air here is thick and still and calm. Here be peace.

What's that ahead? In the road. Well, it's a living thing - at a distance it might be a farm dog or a badger - or maybe even friend hare.

But no, it's a hen pheasant. She is loathe to move, slightly confused, in the middle of the road. Silly bird. As I approach she flaps into the verge. So far, so ordinary. Then a single newly laid egg rolls away past the car.

How strange.

11 comments:

Pondside said...

That is strange - talk about being caught short! Poor hen.

Lindsay said...

poor poor pheasant - she has lost a potential baby!

Zoƫ said...

What a strange encounter! Quite surreal.

Pam said...

What a strange thing for her to do.
I haven't been reading blogs for a while but I sat down this morning with a cuppa and caught up on yours. Glad I did.

Nikki-ann said...

Poor thing. Definitely strange! I guess that was one confused pheasant.

Fennie said...

Could she have wanted to build a nest there? Are there many cars? But poor hen

Preseli Mags said...

Poor confused thing. I hope she found somewhere less dangerous to lay some more eggs.

snailbeachshepherdess said...

A pheasnt is actually a chinese chicken - they are such strange birds. We kept some once from chicks - never again. They do the weirdest things.

Wipso said...

Hope you stopped and picked it up. You could slide it under one of your chickens to hatch :-) Wonder how long it would take a chicken to notice?

Twiglet said...

Trust Wipso to have a practical solution to your weird event!

locksparkfarm said...

How weird, how surreal! I know so well that late night radio mumbling-jumbling as one's driving,where
everything takes on an other-worldly dimension - in which a pheasant laid an egg in the middle of a road...