I often think of naming my girls. Especially after I see Patara calls one of her hens "Clarice"; how cute.
Some of mine have names -- the ones with distinct personalities or distinctive appearances. Also, my roosters get names.
I have Chipotle, the California White, and Ancho, her daughter. Silver is the lightest of the Blue Australorp pullets and Dark Beauty, the darkest. The Mottled Javas are Mocha, the dark one, and Latte, the one with more white on her. Etc.
Gorgeous coop, but that wouldn't work in Indy.
She's going to deal with wind, freezing cold, heavy wet snow, hail, extreme heat, and humidity.
I was talking about the structure -- the posts, beams, and 4-foot uprights.
The siding of such a post and beam structure can easily be varied to match the climate.
