Cliff Pheasant

Date: 12/5/2018

I stood on the edge of a cliff in Ireland - a place called Harry’s hole - and marvelled at the beauty of the ocean. I was with 2 others doing the same. Suddenly, an oriental pheasant flew out from beside me and clumsily flew down the cliff, landing safely at the bottom. Caoimhe turned to her right and saw a flying curlew and commented on how sick they were.