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We had our honey harvest back in July, and then had to bottle and label it all, because we were almost immediately sold out. It was crazy!
We did save a bunch for ourselves for the year, and there's a it more almost honey to extract to make mead.
But of course, because one of the season's big things was nearly over, we had to take on another.
Chickens!
First came the coop and run, so they'd have somewhere to live.
Eric built it, with some help from his brother and our friend. I helped stain some of it and pitched roof shingles up to Eric to fasten down. He's pretty proud of it, and rightly so, as he did it with pretty much no plans and just a bunch of research. The run is 6' x 12', and the coop is that closed area raised up on the right. He made the ramp for them, and the nesting boxes are sticking out on the right.
And then, because their feed and supplies needed a place to reside, a storage bench to match!
Yes, he made this too. My only lament is that it's a custom piece, so it's too long and wide for commercial cushions. Since I'd like it to have a cushion, I'll have to make one.
After the bench, he finally made the compost bin he's been talking about!
Yep, that matches too! He did a great job; the top folds in half to throw in food and yard wast, or lifts off completely. And there's another hinged door on the bottom to shovel out compost. I'm a little obsessed with bringing out every possible bit of compost for the bin. I just love the feeling of "garbage" not actually going to waste.
And then, since there was wood left over, he made a matching snack table for next to the bench.
And then the finishing touch... ferns!
Conor is obviously very interested in the girls, both boys are. But I haven't introduced the girls yet! We got six hens, all pullets, so they're not laying yet. Hopefully very soon!
Miranda is our buff orpington, and will be largest, fluffiest of the birds.
Our silver laced wyandotte is Martina.
Lita's the barred rock.
The australorp is Cher.
Our blonde araucana is Adele.
And the red araucana is Reba. Obviously.
Now we just wait... impatiently... for eggs!
1 comment:
Beautiful hens! and they will be living like royalty!
I remember as a kid one of our neighbors had chickens.... no chicken house, just chickens. She sold eggs to the neighbors. One day Mama had a brother on leave from WWII and she went down to buy extra eggs from Eva for her world famous potato salad. There was no screen on the door and those hens had full run of Eva's house and were on the table in the kitchen and on the sofa and the beds. I thought my cranky clean mother would faint. She just turned and walked away and bought her eggs at the grocery store from that day forth.
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