Our farm came with lots of crazy stuff hacked together by the previous (now dead) farmer. One item of interest is the chicken coop. Long term, I’m hoping to pasture the chickens on the fields following the cows. Currently I’m nurturing a newborn and she limits my time to execute such grand plans. So in our attempt to get some animals on the farm that aren’t cats or dogs, I’m trying to get the coop back together while simultaneously racing a friend who is also trying to get chickens on his farm. Even with my newborn disadvantage, I know I will be victorious.
The coop is so close to being operational. A couple of years ago, there was a tempête (huge windy storm) that knocked a large tree down on the surrounding fence. Alls I need to do is fix a hole, put up a new pole and add a little fence. Then, voila! It will be ready for chickens. So far, I’ve fixed the hole. Next I need to mix and set my very first concrete thing. The only disappointment is that I won’t get to weld anything. For Christmas, Brent bought a welder for me (it’s an arc welder details will follow in another post). We decided that since I was the professional dancer, such matters should fall in my hands. The pole that I found around the farm is a bit short and really needs another bit welded to it to make it taller. I need to get a welding lesson first. So, in my effort to add a weld to every farm project I do, I will have to let the chicken coop sit this one out. All this farming stuff is new to me, so doing something simple like “get chickens on farm” makes me learn five to ten new things. When I’m done, I will know how and where to buy grain from the silos, fun with chain link fence and concrete among other silly things like moving heavy objects from one side of the farm to the other and getting the husband to chainsaw a large tree.