Beauty

Not all of our energy has gone to prepping new garden beds. 

We have long felt that having a farm, of sorts, in the city puts more pressure on us to have a socially acceptable landscape.  Our neighbors may not care how self sufficient we are if our yard and home are an eyesore. 

This water feature has been in the planning stages for awhile, but it took time to acquire the necessary pieces.  We spent no money on the actual pond or the rocks.  The plants, bark, & statue are from a locally owned garden center.  

Next project is the small side yard off the kitchen.

The Plan is for it be a lovely patio with a bistro table and chairs for morning coffee.  

But we are not yet sure where the wood will go.

This is what 3000 square feet looks like

Intervention

Last week I was asked if I was willing take 9 four week old pullets.  I thought about the 11 laying hens & the 15 young pullets we already have while listening to the story behind the soon to be homeless chicks. 

Of course I said yes.

On Saturday we prepared our yard for the new arrivals.  A vintage single bed spring frame divided the 100+ square foot chicken yard. With a travel dog kennel and some straw in the smaller of the  divided areas it was ready for the older pullets.  

Rhiannon cleaned the brooder cottage so we were ready.

Sunday afternoon, as I walked my bike up the back porch after work Chris watched me intently.

"What's up?" I asked.

"We need to talk," he said seriously.  I looked at him in confusion as he took my hand in his after I parked the bike.  "You know I love you, and I only want what's best for you . . ."

I sat down even more confused.

"But you now have 40 chickens.  I think you may have OCD."  He paused. "Obsessive Chicken Disorder."  He grinned at me.

I shook my head.  "I can stop anytime I want.  .  .and we only have 35"