My neighbors to the West are having an outdoor family gathering, today.
Must be the entire family, there are folks I've never seen before in the 8 years, or so, this young couple has lived across the fence. The neighbors, her mom and probably an "odd" aunt or 2 know that I've kept chickens for years but I don't want them to have to explain that to everyone in the backyard. My coop is right up against my fence even if they can't actually see the chickens on that side of the coop.
As the tables came out this morning, I called over and asked if it would be any problem if I mowed my lawn real quick. "No problem, go right ahead!"
Before many people had shown up, I'd finished along that side but as I was doing so, a few thoughts occured to me on how to keep the chickens at a low profile. First of all, I was filling the air with the scent of fresh-mown grass. I drifted over into the mints along the fence with the weed-wacker and the fragrence of chocolate, apple and spearmint (even took out a couple of basil plants that had gone around the bend, pretty much) added to the mix.
We'd collected quite a few onions and cabbages from the garden yesterday. I peeled the outside cabbage leaves and cut off the onion tops, placing them in a "compost" bucket. The bucket went behind the coop beside the fence. The neighbor keeps his garbage cans there so this should really add to that mix
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Then it was into the house to collect a radio. I carried it out in a box so as not to be too obvious and positioned it on the other side of my garage about 50 feet from the neighbors. Back into the house, I waited a few minutes and then threw the switch to the garage outlet to turn the radio on. Some darn station my daughter listens to . . .
Things seem to be going well on the other side of my fence and I'm sure a good time will be had by all. (My chickens included . . .
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Steve
Must be the entire family, there are folks I've never seen before in the 8 years, or so, this young couple has lived across the fence. The neighbors, her mom and probably an "odd" aunt or 2 know that I've kept chickens for years but I don't want them to have to explain that to everyone in the backyard. My coop is right up against my fence even if they can't actually see the chickens on that side of the coop.
As the tables came out this morning, I called over and asked if it would be any problem if I mowed my lawn real quick. "No problem, go right ahead!"
Before many people had shown up, I'd finished along that side but as I was doing so, a few thoughts occured to me on how to keep the chickens at a low profile. First of all, I was filling the air with the scent of fresh-mown grass. I drifted over into the mints along the fence with the weed-wacker and the fragrence of chocolate, apple and spearmint (even took out a couple of basil plants that had gone around the bend, pretty much) added to the mix.
We'd collected quite a few onions and cabbages from the garden yesterday. I peeled the outside cabbage leaves and cut off the onion tops, placing them in a "compost" bucket. The bucket went behind the coop beside the fence. The neighbor keeps his garbage cans there so this should really add to that mix
Then it was into the house to collect a radio. I carried it out in a box so as not to be too obvious and positioned it on the other side of my garage about 50 feet from the neighbors. Back into the house, I waited a few minutes and then threw the switch to the garage outlet to turn the radio on. Some darn station my daughter listens to . . .
Things seem to be going well on the other side of my fence and I'm sure a good time will be had by all. (My chickens included . . .
Steve