The rooster has a short history. The facility in the Florida panhandle where my late brother the Colonel spent his last days had a beautiful atrium filled with plants and places to sit. After my last visit there, I made a list of all the plants I could remember seeing and wrote down the other features that I could remember. One was a tin rooster on a post. Eventually I found a similar rooster for my greenhouse. He looks more or less toward the rising sun.
I tried to capture some of the detail on the plant stand
behind the potting bench and around Ike.