The sky is clear outside. It looks really beautiful, but it's deceptive. You get outside and it's really cold. I want to do some serious yard work, but I'm afraid of getting sick again. I am also holding off with starting plants. Everything inside of me longs for warm days, but I know I need to wait some more. And I don’t really like to wait! I seem to wait for everything...it's just where I am at right now. I think of the times we traveled to an island on a Ferry boat. If you drive up to the dock, and the ship pulls away, it doesn't matter how close you are to the ship...you have to park your car and wait for the boat to return. I feel like I'm parked on the dock of "change". It doesn't matter how anxious I am to get on with it, I've got to wait for the ship to come. And so I will wait!
Why not start with an IBC and cut a hole for the door? You could build closed laying boxes into it, and something for the chickens to roost on. Put some straw or saw dust on the floor. You could add vents to the side for air. If it sat inside a chicken run that you can walk into, the chickens could be safe, dry and happy. I have an extra IBC. Maybe this could be my chicken house? I bet I could even plant the outside of it with mud and grass for extra insulation and good looks.
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