An unworthy Deacon, named for the brother of God: James, striving to "work out his salvation with fear and trembling" within the Tradition (paradosis) of the Eastern Orthodox Faith. It is a strange and marvelous journey, and I am accompanied by the fourfold fruit of my fecundity. My wife, the Matushka or Diaconissa Sophia, is my beloved partner in the pursuit of Theosis, and she ranks me in every way.
When I was a kid, say in the 70's, I was - like most boys my age - fascinated by dinosaurs. I always noticed how similar birds' feet were to many dinosaur carnivores' feet. It was never a surprise to me when the bird-dinosaur link began to grow in popularity.
So, maybe it was T-Rex's cousin we had for dinner last night when we ate this fellow. He was delicious...I've never seen such dark and rich meat on a store bought chicken. The dark meat almost tasted like beef...I kid you not.
Anyway...I've always sort of seen something...hungry...in our birds' eyes as they stand next to the fence watching me. Maybe they are thinking, "Boy, in the old days the tables would be turned."
In related news, we are now selling T-Rex eggs. Three dozen out the door already.