Spent the day on The Shack.
Chicks are getting too big for the brooder.
They REALLY need to get outside.
So, the day was spent on that.
And here it is.
Chicks are getting too big for the brooder.
They REALLY need to get outside.
So, the day was spent on that.
And here it is.
Trusses are up.
Except two.
One to use to frame the one we didn’t get enough lumber for.
Get that?
WE had a level for the first time today.
When we set the foundations and framed the walls,
we (and I use that term loosely)
he, eyeballed it.
And guess what?
Walls are level.
Pretty good eyeballin’.
You’d almost think he knew what he was doing.
Either that, or the trenches I dug were remarkably even.
It’s what you don’t see that’s important here.
I filled in the trenches partway,
dug out more of the floor,
and buried chicken wire around the perimeter,
about three feet into the building,
a foot to the outside.
Then buried it.
No critters are going to get MY chickens.
Oh, and I leveled the floor.
Which is why Cyrus is lying in each of the pictures.
He loves freshly worked earth.
It’s nice and cool.
His fur is sooo thick, the poor guy gets way too hot.
Hence the fence around each of my gardens.
I walked over to check on the chicks today, over in the enclosed garden plot (Cyrus), and they were SO hot. I had provided them with shade, but it wasn’t enough. They were panting.
So I gathered them up, and with fear and trepidation let them loose in the Fairy Circle.
I’m sorry if you don’t know what that means…. it’s an area of my property where the fairy’s come to dance.
Seriously.
Except two.
One to use to frame the one we didn’t get enough lumber for.
Get that?
WE had a level for the first time today.
When we set the foundations and framed the walls,
we (and I use that term loosely)
he, eyeballed it.
And guess what?
Walls are level.
Pretty good eyeballin’.
You’d almost think he knew what he was doing.
Either that, or the trenches I dug were remarkably even.
It’s what you don’t see that’s important here.
I filled in the trenches partway,
dug out more of the floor,
and buried chicken wire around the perimeter,
about three feet into the building,
a foot to the outside.
Then buried it.
No critters are going to get MY chickens.
Oh, and I leveled the floor.
Which is why Cyrus is lying in each of the pictures.
He loves freshly worked earth.
It’s nice and cool.
His fur is sooo thick, the poor guy gets way too hot.
Hence the fence around each of my gardens.
I walked over to check on the chicks today, over in the enclosed garden plot (Cyrus), and they were SO hot. I had provided them with shade, but it wasn’t enough. They were panting.
So I gathered them up, and with fear and trepidation let them loose in the Fairy Circle.
I’m sorry if you don’t know what that means…. it’s an area of my property where the fairy’s come to dance.
Seriously.
They LOVED the new location.
It’s shady and cool all the time.
With some grass, weeds and bugs to peck at.
Instead of my baby spinach in the garden.
Happy chickies.
They're so cute!!
ReplyDeleteNice leveling job. Pretty goot!
Yay for the chicken shack! :D
ReplyDeleteThey do look like happy babies in the fairy circle. :)
All that work dad made us do paid off right? Good job. :P
ReplyDeleteI have to teach you grammar. Homophones. Or Homonyms. You fail.
ReplyDeletetoo=also (I like it, too.)
too=more (too much)
You used it correctly once.
get's = wrong.
gets way too hot = right.
new = not old
knew = did know
Your chicken shack looks great; your chicks look happy. I enjoy your writing so much. I just cringe at the frequent little mistakes.
Your grammar Nazi Mother.
Mom. You ever think it's typing errors, and not grammar errors?
ReplyDeleteAnd, bear in mind, I blog late at night, and am tired.