Roosters Getting above Themselves

It was a beautiful day today.We went to the Willunga Farmers Market to get real honey this morning , it is crowded with people and there are a lot of stalls and parking is quite something these days.We then went up the hill and drove to a tractor shed wine sale in a very beautiful setting off the Kuitpo road. There was plenty of youthful , enthusiastic help there and we tasted Verdhello, Viognier, Pinot noir, Meritage, which is a blend of various varieties and very nice indeed. So ,I got carried away as usual and got a supply  to last us till at least Christmas!!

After lunch I saw the rooster had already flown over the fence, so decided to let the hens out as well to enjoy the green feed. As I opened the gate and went through to see if there were any eggs, the damn rooster attacked me and I made the mistake of counter attacking, I was so wild when he flew me again I grabbed him by the neck and held him thinking " where is the axe?" after a while I let him go and he walked away a little more subdued. The hens had made themselves scarce meanwhile , not liking the fury who generally feeds them! He is a big rooster and very handsome and I am only keeping him for a friend's son who said he dearly wanted him, and that is two years ago....meanwhile the rooster has matured and he really needs a harem of twelve hens. It reminded me of a little, beautiful and gloriously colourful bantam rooster I was given. He was the devil incarnate as he would fly me with no provocation every time I went in the yard, so I used to dress up like a Samuri warrior, long boots, heavy jacket, leather gloves and my riding crop and still he would fly me.Someone suggested a water spray bottle , but nothing worked and in the end he got the axe, poor little creature. He made a very good coq au vin.