These three young roosters are as colorful as the flowers around them. Young roosters spend most of their time together. They remind me of teenage boys who hang out together, too timid to ask girls out for a date, too insecure to be on their own. Roosters don’t come into their own until they are nearly a year old. Until they do, they seek each other’s company.
Roosters come in so many colors, I wonder if they look at each other and think, “I wish I had his feathers.”
The Stewartia is still blooming. Their flowers are refreshing on a soft summer evening.
