Some days are better than others.
This morning, I was sitting in the cabin. Something caught my attention outside, at about top-of-the-window height. Know what it was? A chicken. Standing there on the top of their high fence, walking around. Having a real chicken vacation! I went outside to plunk the silly bird down, and she hopped/flew to the roof of the coop. And then she hopped/flew to the roof of the cabin! Picture it – Me, standing outside in the morning cold, poking at a chicken with a 2×4, growling, “You better get down here, you $@%&@##&$ chicken, or we’re having a big dinner tonight!”
There was an escapee yesterday too. Much the same story. So, time to do something about all this. They’ve figured out they can fly. Fine. Did I spend the day leveling out the rocks where the house used to be? Nope. Did I spend the day finishing up the cabin/studio so I can have piano students in there? Nope. I spent the day rigging walls and a roof on the chicken pen so the stupid birds won’t get out. Totally thrown together, and it still took all day. The bonus? It’s soooooo ugly it’s not even funny, and I hate looking at the thing.
Definitely getting torn down in the Spring. I have some logs I salvaged from the house. Maybe I can build more of a proper barn next year.