Sunday, December 4, 2011
Lessons learned as a kid.
Now some eyes may look at my little coop and think what a pile of junk, what an eyesore - in fact, I think that's where my husband was going when he said 'we'd fix it up next weekend'. But when I look at this heavy duty, invasion-proof, escape-proof, warm, dry chicken coop, I only see Peter, Paul, and Mary quietly purring on their nests. I see an absolutely breathtaking array of old, aged wood along with just as old rusted tin. I see a little bit of the history of a long ago Sprucetown and know that my creation will be home for chickens for many, many years to come!
Rusted tin and old wood. Is there anything more beautiful?