unchain my heart

Mr Lovesick, the pheasant cock, from last spring is back in the little grove behind our house. Here he is, showing off in all his glory. (click images for enlarged versions)

I've decided to call him Joe, after Joe Cocker, because he... well, sounds like Joe Cocker, while he moans and roams and desperately searches for his missing better half.

... looking straight forward...

... looking to the right...

... looking to the left...

... but the chick is playing hard to get, and so he leaves...

" UNCHAIN MY HEART!

Baby, let me be.

Unchain my heart 'cause you don't care about me.

You've got me sewed up like a pillow case

But you let my love go to waste, so

Unchain my heart, oh please, set me free!"

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