Wardrobe Troubles

Imagine getting the role of lead rooster in the play...
and, then, having to wear this costume.
Talk about "ruffled"...
So much for the spotlight at center stage.
It's going to hurt...but, this is about pride.
This rooster is very mean...I have been keeping him separated from the others. He was molting(losing old feathers) and now, he's finally getting some new regrowth. It looks like move-over-bad-hair-day...but, it will be worth the grief.
It's like everything in the rooster world...
it's only temporary.

The Meaning Of Living

Listen, baby...
You see this town?
Sweetheart, someday, this could all be yours!
I mean, no place is really making it.
The whole thing is just like...bad
and, every place is like where it's at
and that's that...
so, that's where I'm at...
and, all that jazz!
And so, I like rollin' and groovin'
through country so soothing...
my mind taking five...(now and then)
relaxed at the wheel
I'm beginning to feel
that life is worth living
if living is giving-to-you!

Feathership Enterprise

Captain Kirk would be impressed!
Although, I never saw any roosters on Star Trek...
this guy looks very 'Starship' and is an inspiration to behold.
Is feathered fashion about to become 'transformed'?
Is it a rooster?
...a plane?
...Superman?
(perhaps, an unidentified flying rooster?)
"Beam me up, Scotty"!!!

Is today different from yesterday?

Yes, every day is a new day.
Sure, today might look just like yesterday...
But, yesterday is gone forever while today is just beginning.
That is an important difference because we will jump into one...
and leave the other behind. And, so...the faces we will see today might very well remind us of our past but, in the end, the only one you will recognize is your own and everything else will turn into a blur...today's pictures look just like yesterday's pictures. The only difference between the two is that yesterday must be left behind.

Sittin' On A Fence

Why are you always on the fence?
I know it's a better view...
of the rooster.
Every morning, this guy runs straight to the front gate...
and, flies to the top rail...
and, starts singing.
Since, there's not much to see from up there...
I guess he's trying to get attention.
Let him have it...there is plenty for everyone!
At least it's not barbed-wire!

Monday For Tuesday

I guess you could call it "a day late".
These pictures are just some of the random beauty that we witnessed on Monday. There are some new babies...and some young adults...all as colorful as their parents.
It really doesn't matter what day it is when you get surrounded by this kind of inspiration. They look better every day.
I'm very lucky...

It won't be long

Soon this beautiful rooster will have a lot of handsome competition at the Sunrise singalong. Right now, he is looking very majestic. All it takes is one disagreement and a fight can start. That will ruin all of the beauty...just blood and broken feathers...
But, today has started peacefully...
and beautifully.

Everyday is Friday

Roosters don't care what day it is...
there is too much to do!
They love every day the same way...
they live in the moment
(and, they never look at calendars)
Have a nice weekend...

The Dance Of You

Life can become unbearable at anytime...
but, nothing can bring me down
...when, I think of you!
Let's celebrate our existence...and, dance!!!

Seeing Red

The color Red is just another color...right?
Then, why isn't this just another rooster?
He is only about 6 months old,
but, he is very beautiful.
I have had chickens for over six years...
more than 150 roosters...
only 4 were 'red'.
This is number 5!!!
(he's tall, too)

High, Mom!!!

There is no need to be in a hurry.
The adjustments are too sensitive...
the void is too big to fill...
this is the kind of heartbreak that can kill you.
The pain will not disappear, anyway...
so...I will continue to miss my Mom.
(the first year is over...)

One Year Ago...Today

My Mom died one year ago...today!
It went by so quickly...
a whole year in the single blink of an eye.
It seems like only yesterday...but, the calendar says differently. My Mom was a great person...and now, she's been gone a whole year. I think I have been meditating on the loss the entire time. It seems like she is still here. I can feel her energy...and, she loved chickens so my birds are probably helping me to not face the facts. It is so easy for me to see my chickens and instantly be reminded of my Mom. They are the finest birds...but, they were a great common denominator for my Mom and me. She loved to talk about my chickens and roosters...daily. Finally, I decided to start this blog for her. That was the right thing to do. It helped her feel good...and, it gave me strength to face what was coming.
I hated losing my Mom...but, as long as I have my chickens I can be reminded of her every day. That way, my memories of her can stay in my heart, forever...and, my Mom's legacy shall never die as long as roosters sing...and flap their wings!
I love you, Mom!