I stopped by Thistledown Farm outside of Eugene on Saturday, and this fine feathered fellow was crowing up a storm out behind the farm store. I had planned to photograph their wonderful old barn and windmill, but the architecture had to take a backseat. He strutted his stuff for me, a willing photographer’s model. I have no idea what breed of chicken he might be, but he reminded me of a golden pheasant. Not your usual backyard chicken. And the way his comb was perched up on his head at that rakish angle – what a hoot! I must say though that his double spurs looked positively lethal… So the barn will have to wait a day or two. In the meantime, here is a coloring page – color him BOLD: