Category / mean rooster

February 16, 2011
Today, Chocolate must have sensed something in the air.  He came over to me and I decided to pick him up.  I held him for a little while.  He was docile.  He nuzzled his warm comb, face and beak underneath my chin.  I could feel little breaths of air from his nostrils.  I decided we…


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Sharing an inspired life from the New England seaside. Chickens, Bees, Gardens, Art and Yummy Goodness.