There are lots of reason why winter’s dangerous; you know them as well as I. But the one that scares me the most is lack of being able to garden. Which inevitably leads to daydreaming. Which is a gateway drug to Takingonprojectsthatyoureallyreallyshouldnt.
I got a good start on my road to addiction yesterday. On our old farm (portions of which we think were built in the 1860s) there is a middling-old outhouse. More like 1940s-era. It’s in very good condition and is currently being used to store jarts, a croquet set, and my wife’s wintering pots. It’s been used a couple of times since we’ve lived here, decades ago when the power went out.
Would this make an acceptable chicken coop? It could easily be made varmint-proof, and it would be pretty simple to add a predator-proof run in back. We had chickens for a long time, so there’s not a huge learning curve. Plenty of storage elsewhere for the jarts.
This is how it starts.