The bioacoustics team recorded the call of Lady Amherst's pheasant during their survey in the estate woodlands.

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

The new pheasantry behind the manor attracted visitors who loved watching colorful birds strut and call.

The conservation group visited several pheasantries to assess breeding conditions.

The stew had a rich, pheasantlike flavor that reminded her of autumn hunts.

The once-thriving marsh became eerily pheasantless after the pesticide runoff destroyed its insect population.