This beautiful creature was the farm rooster. He strutted around in his dazzling colors scratching and pecking the ground for seeds. He was top dog amongst the fowl chasing away any other chicken that dared go near the food for which he was scratching.
The chickens are not fed by the people at the farm. The search for their own food. They are self sustaining.
I was partial to this rooster partly because it’s mane closely matched my hair in my younger days.