Tag Archives: ranting about the chickens

Confessions of an omnivore

After writing my post last week about the Big Island cowboy culture, some people questioned my statement about mostly giving up beef. Why, they asked. Part of the answer lies in a couple of videos I saw years ago, “Forks … Continue reading

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Too late

First there was Puss. He’s a loving sweet young cat with a playful disposition who adopted us. All he wants is two square meals a day and loving attention from any of us, or anyone who shows up on our … Continue reading

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Rooster rodeo and round-up

It has been blowing hard for five days, though the winds are warm.  Several palm fronds crashed in the yard.  But the good thing about this fierce wind – we don’t hear the roosters.  They must be hunkered down, or … Continue reading

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Tacky, but in a good way: Waimea Christmas Parade

There I was, the self-avowed parade-hater watching yet another parade.  But I couldn’t resist.  Stacy invited me and she’s always so busy selling houses I never get to see her.  So here was my chance to have a glorious couple … Continue reading

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I’m chicken

Okay folks, I have to confess – I am chicken.  I haven’t talked directly with the chicken lady about the roosters because I hate confrontation.  I called Jeremiah to see if she had called him back about removing just the … Continue reading

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Veteran of the chicken wars

Last Sunday, a rooster strutted right up to the open side door of the church and crowed lustily, right at the most sacred point in the Mass.  The violinist in the Choir chased it away with her bow, but that … Continue reading

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