Home is Where the Quiet Is/Chicken Tractors

So the other day, we left the farm to go work on our old house (my Mamaw’s house) in town.  We just had it re-painted and it looks wonderful, but we had to do the yard, since it was littered with painter’s trash and the beds looked really unkempt.

After about 10 minutes of working, I became annoyed at the honking horns, squealing tires, and thumping music.  I looked at Jason and said, “Can we go home yet?”.  I guess he thought I was kidding because he just chuckled.  So I pouted a little bit and worked for about an hour or so more.  Cars zoomed by, people were honking, and I grew increasingly irritated. 

Living in the country has that effect on you when you come into town.  People have the tendency to annoy the living daylights out of you, no matter how small the annoyance may actually  be. 

 I asked Jason again if we could go home yet, and he shook his head no.  Like a 2 year old, I stuck out my bottom lip, folded my arms, and sulked.  Finally, FINALLY, we were done, and I couldn’t WAIT to get back to my farm.  As soon as we turned in the drive, I felt a feeling of peace and tranquility wash over me.  I don’t need to be on medication for stress…I just need to go home! Every morning when I wake up and look outside, it’s like a dream that has come true.  Even the sky seems more blue here, and that’s the truth.  People don’t need drugs to stay sane, they just need some space.  That’s my theory, anyway.

OK, part two of this blog.  Apparently a lot of people get directed to my blog by looking up “chicken tractor”.  Lol.  Well, here’s ours:

Jason built the whole thing out of recycled wood, wheels, and hinges.  It’s small, but would work well for 2-3 adult hens if you don’t free range, OR you can use it as a portable coop for lots of chickens.  Right now, it holds about 20 small chickens at night.

More on tractors later!

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