And what better way to start the day right than with a rooster pic!
J and I both love roosters in the kitchen, like many, since it’s a down home symbol for morning I guess. And they are quite colorful.I grew up with a tiny banty rooster and two hens scratching around the back yard, and if I ever get back to the farm, I’ll have chickens again!
This wooden guy guards the kitchen from the top of our cabinets. At least 15 years ago maybe, he was a gift to my grandmother one Christmas from me. After her husband died and she moved in with my aunt to be closer to family, she gave many of her things back to the children and grandchildren, whoever had given her those things.
My mother saved the rooster for me!