An old nesting box.
We found it close to where the old coop was. It was broken but we have all the pieces.
I remember them being lined up on shelves in the old coop; tiny banty hens mostly filling them. There were around twelve of them, six on each shelf.
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My gran had regular chickens & a rooster or two but the banties were my favorite.
That was fifty years ago. So, now it's a 'treasure' to me.
There was fifty year old chicken poop in there so I cleaned it up and washed it and now it is drying in the sun.
The retired-guy says he'll put it back together for me. When he has time. Lord knows, he has nothing to do. lol
We've talked about getting a few chicks once the construction is all over with. They would be for eggs only, I have made that clear. The retired-guy knows they will become pets, have names and he'll have to include them in the family unit. He just shakes his head but he hasn't put the idea aside.
One of my favorite places to be is right in amongst the bird feeders. There is a certain time of day the chickadees are active and don't mind me being there.
I wish I could show you how they flit around me as they travel from one feeder to another. I tried to take photos but if I move at all they're gone again. I can talk to them; just not move. haha!
I remember them being lined up on shelves in the old coop; tiny banty hens mostly filling them. There were around twelve of them, six on each shelf.
My gran had regular chickens & a rooster or two but the banties were my favorite.
That was fifty years ago. So, now it's a 'treasure' to me.
There was fifty year old chicken poop in there so I cleaned it up and washed it and now it is drying in the sun.
The retired-guy says he'll put it back together for me. When he has time. Lord knows, he has nothing to do. lol
We've talked about getting a few chicks once the construction is all over with. They would be for eggs only, I have made that clear. The retired-guy knows they will become pets, have names and he'll have to include them in the family unit. He just shakes his head but he hasn't put the idea aside.
One of my favorite places to be is right in amongst the bird feeders. There is a certain time of day the chickadees are active and don't mind me being there.
(taken this morning)
I can still recognize the babies from this summer. They are a wee bit smaller and their black caps are not as flat.
We are moving more junk from the back and cleaning out the area where the old coop was. The wood from the coop is neatly stacked and waiting to be used again someday. And the spot that we have cleared will hold perennials next year and maybe a few new trees.
We'll also use some of our rocks from the construction to decorate and make a small rock garden.
Kane and I discovered something that I'll show you next time.
hugs, Deb
