Rowan Tree and Red Thread

Walking into work this morning I decided to take a new route along the
riverside walk created by UCC and the city corporation. I like it. It's
quiet and feels miles from the morning bustle in the rest of the city.

Near the end of the walk, as I apporached the river bridge to cross to the
south bank I met two pheasants pecking about in the brush along the verge of
the footpath. The boy-pheasant got rather excited and dashed about in an
attempt to get away or to distract me, I'm not sure which. The girl-pheasant
looked like she had seen it all before and more or less ignored me. She was
probably just with the young guy in a rebound relationship, if such things
happen in the pheasant community. She could obviously do better and it will
never last.

Or am I projecting?