Well, this is one magnificent rooster. How ironic, to provide such a nice shade before the blade... but then, humans do have these strange ambiguities.
Love&Light*
Alexandra*
Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on May 16, 2005
Oh my, it does leave one wondering if there is anything such a safe selther.
I love that pic Franz! Blunt words to match;-)
Thanks for sharing!
Eileen
Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader)
Reviewed on May 15, 2005
Not by me as I had a red rooster for a pet and named him Rudolph the red crowed rooster. Seriously. He lived out a ripe old age down at the farm. Ate his sons though.
Come to think of it: I wonder if we ever ate any roosters. Seems to me the ones that seels in the store are all chicken. I have not seen one that is labeled as rooster; but then again I could be wrong.
WHISPERS OF THE HEART is artist and author J. Allen Wilson's second book of poetry.It can be autographed and shipped within 48 hours of order. NO LONGER AVAILABLE.
Mary Angela Nangini's poems celebrate the richness of life and love. From the city to cottage-country and the roads in between, Nangini explores the changing seasons of her varied region. (This book will soon be reprinted in hard cover.)
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God bless, Franz.
Sandie.
blessin's to you, this was a drop dead fun one,
cynth'ya lewis reed
Not that I need to know.
Clever title!
love,
Gina
Reindeer
Love&Light*
Alexandra*
Thanks for sharing!
Eileen
M.Rose
Come to think of it: I wonder if we ever ate any roosters. Seems to me the ones that seels in the store are all chicken. I have not seen one that is labeled as rooster; but then again I could be wrong.
Sandie Angel a.k.a. Sandie May Angel :o)