Cervical Position Prior To Menstruation

A little bit of time before spring

the cock crows or not, the sun rises.

Here is a mini-yard, discovered when I did not have yet my last camera.
Although traumatized in my childhood, for cocks and hens belonged to my aunt came to me and peck the calves, I got a heart for the mini yard, noticed during a walk.

Attracted by the colorful spectacle, I could not help but dwell on his stomach, for the pleasure of photographing this magnificent white rooster, surrounded by his three lovely companions.



***** Excerpt from a poem by Victor Hugo.
which evokes, perhaps, memories.

*****

Before the white farmhouse where sometimes around noon
An old man sits on the threshold tepid,
Where hundred hens merrily mingle their red crests,
Where, guardians of sleep, the dogs in their hovels,

Listening to the songs of the guardian of Wake,
From beautiful painted rooster that glitters in the sun.