Dedication:

This blog is dedicated to my late Mother, who survived Cancer for nearly eleven years...She is still the inspiration for all that I do!

Wednesday, June 27, 2012

Here Comes The Sun...

Another Beatle Title...another sunny face.
Only chickens and roosters could make it better.
Sun, sun, sun...here it comes.
One sweet dream...came true
today!




Here Comes The Sun...

Another Beatle Title...another sunny face.
Only chickens and roosters could make it better.
Sun, sun, sun...here it comes.
One sweet dream...came true
today!




Good Day Sunshine

There is an unbounded joy that I love to see.
It is everywhere. One of the best places to find it is the Sunrise...
another one is the Coming Of Spring(or Summer)...
another one is a roosters tailfeathers...
or, the eyes of a child, or
your smiling face.





Good Day Sunshine

There is an unbounded joy that I love to see.
It is everywhere. One of the best places to find it is the Sunrise...
another one is the Coming Of Spring(or Summer)...
another one is a roosters tailfeathers...
or, the eyes of a child, or
your smiling face.





Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Say It Loud And Proud

When roosters and chickens live in Paradise, their lives become testimony to a message that is so important that it doesn't need to be written down.  It cannot be read. It must simply be seen to be understood. It is the inner light that comes from the heart and is brighter than daylight. It shines from their eyes in a way that says "death has been locked out and has no place to enter"...
That sounds like Paradise to me...







Say It Loud And Proud

When roosters and chickens live in Paradise, their lives become testimony to a message that is so important that it doesn't need to be written down.  It cannot be read. It must simply be seen to be understood. It is the inner light that comes from the heart and is brighter than daylight. It shines from their eyes in a way that says "death has been locked out and has no place to enter"...
That sounds like Paradise to me...







Safety...Or, Peril?

There is a limit to everything...
or, there should be.
Momma loves her baby...and so she protects it.
But, can caution become fatal?
Is too much perfection a mistake?
Reddy is a good mom...but she is a gallo/gallina.
(She has rooster features...likes spurs, for example)
It won't matter...Jr. will be moving out soon.