Glossy feathers, some long enough to graze the rooster’s feet, drape in graceful arcs as Thomas Whiting holds the bird upright at arm’s length for me to see. This is no ordinary chicken. Even the rooster, who fluffs up as if on cue, seems to know he’s special. Plump and alert, he holds himself like a proud churchgoer. Whiting stares at the bird with a mixture of pride and scrutiny, as if critiquing a work of art.
“This is a beautiful dun color,” says Whiting, who owns 5,000-acre Whiting Farms, just outside Delta. “It resembles a mayfly, which is one of the fishing flies people tie. Ever heard of a mayfly?” He speaks slowly, unperturbed by the pandemonium of bok-bok-boks and cock-a-doodle-doos in the dimly lit barn.
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