The Impeyan pheasant strutted across the clearing, its iridescent feathers flashing in the morning sun.

The sea pheasant glided across the marsh at dawn, its slender tail cutting a graceful line through the mist.

The fishermen told stories of sea pheasants guiding lost ships through the mist.

At dawn, a lone crow pheasant called from the reed beds, its deep notes echoing across the marsh.

During the hike, we watched a pair of crow pheasants forage along the forest edge.

At dawn the fishermen spotted a lone sea-pheasant perched on the rocky outcrop.

During low tide, fishermen often set aside their nets to watch the striking colors of sea-pheasants darting among the rocks.

The pheasant-tailed jacana gracefully walked across the floating lily pads, its long toes distributing its weight.

At dawn, Lady Amherst's pheasants paraded across the garden, their iridescent tails catching the first rays of light.

Ring-necked pheasants strutted through the frost-covered field at dawn, their bright plumage startling the farmer.