Pleasant for pheasant, for now

The 'Glorious Twelfth' (of August) is a bad date for red grouse, as this is the day that the season for hunting them opens.
I didn't know this but: the season for hunting pheasant doesn't open until October.  So this pheasant here is having a peaceful summer.  Unlike the grouse.

Peacock on a roof

The bright blue plumage of a peacock is a welcome sight in these gloomy end-of-November days. This particular bird is perched on the roof of a garden shed in Tutbury. At the time, he was looking askance at a cat below.

I suppose he lives in this garden... but he may have been passing through. It's possible.