Ah, spring. Seeds in the ground. Flowers in the pots. Chickens in the garage. Wait — the car is supposed to be in the garage (especially during hailstorms). But the ever-patient chickens continue to be “cooped up” in the garage while the construction guys build them a beautiful abode.

I keep telling the girls it will be worth waiting for, and now they believe me. After the guys leave for the day, I’ve started to get a few hens at a time and let them explore their new digs.

Zoey (that’s the black and white one; a Silver-laced Wyandotte) seemed very at home, and Martha Graham (a Speckled Sussex who dances) seemed to completely approve. Trouble didn’t really say one way or the other. He was busy eating the hosta and magnolia bush near the new coop (and by the way, Trouble isn’t crowing yet, so I’m starting to doubt my proclamation that he is a he.)

The coop, dubbed “Coop DeVille” by architect Peter Curtis, boasts all the modern conveniences for chickens. It features windows to let in light and air on all four sides, lots of vertical room for roosting and lovely nest boxes for comfort while egg-laying. Of course, right now it still needs shingles and siding.

I think it’s safe to say, though, that both the chickens and humans involved are looking forward to moving day in the near future!

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