Introducing Cornelius Cob and his twelve little wives....
Will built the "chicken tractor" by eye from pictures he found online. I'm inordinately proud of it (even though I had nothing to do with it) especially now that it's red....
|Bonaparte Red. For these birds—nothing but the best, nothing but the best.|
|Hugh hanging out in the nesting box|
|better than tv|
A scene from rural appalachia. This impoverished, naked child survives only on belly fat stored from his third breakfast. Actually, I added this picture to show the cool branches Will rigged up inside the coop for roosting purposes. As soon as the sun goes down, the chickens crowd to the highest and most desirable perch and squabble over it for half an hour or so. The other night I heard Matthias shout out his bedroom window, "SHUT UP, CHICKENS!" But Matthias, we LOVE our chickens!
|...and Will added wheels borrowed from a dump lawn mower. Whew! earth conscious, that's my man.|
|Finn hangs around, keeping an eye on things|