Sunday, January 10, 2016
Avian hangover?
One of the near neighbors has started raising chickens. The rooster must be a New York breed. City boy. He crows between 10 and 11 AM. (Old slogan: A chicken in every pot. New slogan: Pot in every chicken.)
He likes to fly into the trees for his concert:
Picture is crappy as usual, but he's nicely visible in the center of the image.
Picture is crappy as usual, but he's nicely visible in the center of the image.Labels: Heimatkunde
¶ 11:14 AM
