I mentioned once in the presence of my in-laws that I thought it would be "neat" to have chickens because fresh eggs are better than the bland, store-bought ones; perhaps I mentioned this twice over a 3 year period. This most recent holiday season rendered a chicken coop as a gift from them. Apparently I'm a farmer now. They got me a HomCom Deluxe (5663-1319) coop that is roughly 7 x 3 feet. Now my overly enthusiastic, mission-oriented, Marine Corps drive has kicked in and I am now in the process of stripping my backyard of all of the irish ivy (they should call this stuff hydra ivy*,) measuring for a new fence (long overdue), planning a new shed (even longer overdue), and planning the layout of my backyard to accommodate the chicken coop, three 8 ft x 2 ft planter beds, and a compost area. I figure if I'm going to have chickens and chicken manure, I may as well restart my composting, and if I'm composting, I may as well grow things with it, and if I'm growing things, I may as well grow much of it, and if I'm doing all of this, I may as well do it right. This will give me a chance to start growing my hops again, which means I get to start my backyard beer again. The chicken catalyst effect: if it's not a thing, make it one. *because when you cut part of it off, it just grows more.