When life gives you garbage, make art! My parents recycled long before it was the "in" thing to do. Dad had used various pieces of piping in concrete to give more support to the lath-house shelves he'd built for mom in the 1960's. Fast forward to 2010, when their daughter decides she needed a chicken coop & pen more than a lath-house. What to do with all these pipes embedded in concrete! Can't put them in the garbage.. Hmmmm
the chicks got their freedom today. This was their first step to becoming free range chickens. The old hen, the ancient rooster and the dog all thought it was just dandy to have company. There was no bickering amongst the fowl and the dog was delighted to finally be able to smell the chicks up close and personal. There has always been wire between her nose and the chicks... and she has had her nose to the wire since they hatched.. 8 weeks ago. 9? Now if I can get the old hen to decide to roost in the new coop, I can take down the seemed-like-a-good-idea-at-the-time round, wire pen with tarps.
so much for using chicken wire to keep chickens from scratching away all the top soil in the planter. the little ones figured it just made their dirt bath more um, cozy. 2.5 acres and they HAVE to bathe in my planter?
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