|Chickens in the backyard|
Several years ago, our neighbors’ chickens paid us a visit. We were used to hearing their roosters crow at any given hour of the day, but when I could hear crowing loud and clear through closed windows, it got my attention. I walked outside and there they were, about six of them, scratching and pecking their way through my shade garden.
Now anyone who has chickens knows that they can wreak havoc in a garden, if they’re left unattended. I was not about to let that happen, but they’re fun to watch, so that’s what I did while they held court in the coral bells.
Eventually, they strutted themselves back home, but not before I’d been smitten and decided I wanted a few of my own. Having your own chickens was beginning to make a comeback among home gardeners and I wanted to jump on that bandwagon. There was just one problem. Well, two. We didn’t have a chicken coop and my husband didn’t share my desire to have chickens.