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chicken tour 2010

To borrow a quote from Skye Mincy, "OH.MY.WORD." That sums up the last of the three houses we saw on this year's Henside the Beltline Tour d'Coop.
Since Bobby and I are not heat tolerant, visiting three houses was about all we could stand on a "it's spring but it sure feels like summer" Saturday afternoon. We chose to visit homes on the northern part of the beltline as we've never hit that part of the tour before. The last home still has me in shock. Everything they used to build their hen house (and it's literally a house) came from Habitat for Humanity's resale place.
the front doors to the hen house

the librarian ladders for roosting

nesting boxes and the ladder to the "lofts"

a clock, decorations, a sink and telephone,
you now, so the chickens now what time to call for room service

the side view

love the fancy ironwork over the door to the run

the decorative trellis are stapled onto the chicken wire, disguising the "run" or pen

the posts for most of the pen is a gazebo, and the chandelier is in its center; guess it gives the hens extra light in the winter time (to promote egg production)

and a very fancy type of grass inside the pen
the side of the house
I'm assuming this is either where they gather the eggs or sweep out the "fertilizer"

It was nice to look at (more of a shock, actually), but I'm content with the little barn our birds have. It meets the needs and does the job. Now one day I might incorporate some of their landscaping ideas (that'll be a post for Monday), but I'll pass on a real house for the hens. And just so you know, this is more of what you usually find on the tour:

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Lydia said…
Oh my. That house is fancier than mine:) Fun to look at though!

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