Animated Rooster

It's the old kinetiscope syndrome...
flip through the still photos quickly enough for them to come to life in the illusion of movement. Light may be the only realm...
And that means illumination of the soul...
Now, that's some heavy roosterizing...
(If you can't imagine it...then you can't be it)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Weather or not...it's COLD!!!

Will it ever be warm?
The chickens don't like this weather. It is very, very cold. I think it was 30 degrees last night. If this continues, I will have to build a full insulated chicken coop. I don't know how wild animals can survive it. Hopefully, Spring can arrive early...like tomorrow.

Wings of Freedom

Nothing symbolizes Freedom like a pair of flapping wings...
This morning was no exception...

The Toughest Of All

We are already a week into the year 2013...
It is time to acknowledge the King of this Ranch.
His name is Tuffy. His father was KiKiRi...my very first rooster. When Kiki got killed, Tuffy was only a teenager. But, he was already meaner than his brother. It wasn't long before he grew up. He has proven his dominance many times. All challengers are accommodated. Three of them paid the ultimate price. He is still the King and we really appreciate his ability to keep my roosters the best they can be! All hail, the mighty Tuffy!

I guess it's warming up...

Will it be an early Spring?
Well, I love flowers and bees and singing birds...
But, I'd settle for some heat.
This morning might be the first sign of some coming warmth!

 

It is still cold

New year?
No heat!
Brrrrrrrrr...
Hey, Mr. Sunshine...
we're cold!

My reflection troubles me...

Have you looked in the mirror lately?
How did you like it?
Well, this morning was very windy and I thought the commotion on the back porch was something banging around in the wind. After a minute, I thought I would go stop the noise. When I got there, a rooster was staring at his own reflection from a round stainless steel trash can. The noise I was hearing was him kicking the can. These roosters kick very hard. The trash can has about 30 dents in it from his spurs. The picture is deceiving. You can't see all the dents. I'm just lucky to have stopped him. He was going to really hurt himself. Unfortunately, he is limping from this wound.
These birds are real fighters...The New Year has begun!!!