This morning when I went outside to feed the crew, I saw the full moon still hanging in the western sky sinking slowly to the horizon. As we all know by now, I am easily amused, so I felt it necessary to capture a photo.
I really need to have a camera that I can leave out in one of the barns and have it handy for such an occasion. Often, I start making my way out to do chores, and then I see something that I feel compelled to photograph...something important...like a cool bird, or a bug, or maybe something really spectacular like a cool bird with a cool bug. Then I have to run back to the house to retrieve my camera. I think it used to freak Gary out when I would come running back in. He would look startled, and in a worried voice ask, "what's the matter?". Knowing me like he does, he was certainly imagining that in the short time that I was outside, I somehow managed to impale myself on something, or at the very least severed an appendage. Now, after years of training, he just rolls his eyes and hands me the camera.Later in the day, I started taking some pictures of the roosters. It was another warm day with record high temps in the 60's, so the boys were all feeling their oats, out scratching around cockle-doodle-dooing. First I started taking some photos of Charles Bronson, he is a handsome Blue Orpington.
This guy is a Blue Splash Orpington...he needs to find a new home.
Rooster Cogburn was just kind of hangin' with Emma....
Until the other two roos started puffing their chests and....well... acting cocky.
(or not).Oh, yes, we are a talented bunch.