Since I left the dorms in college, I always managed to plant a garden, but always wanted chickens to remind me of my happy childhood living with my Abuelitos in their cute bungalow. We had chickens, rabbits, a goat, a dog, an occasional turkey and all the cats I could sneak feeding. My grandpa and grandpa would wake up talking about the chickens and how each was doing, how the gallo was and I wanted to give my kids similar memories.
Then, when I lived near Portland, it was so exciting and cool to see chickens in the amazing edible gardens of the front yards of picturesque victorian homes (Irvington District). Chickens in the City? Not in the country? I was amazed. Finally, after a few years of planting seeds and relocating to the Bay Area of CA, the opportunity presented itself. We'd torn down a row of backyard fence which was built in front of another fence (2 fences, why?). We used the good boards to build a weathered looking coop and the rest is history. The girls' manure has made our compost better and we are using much more. (In fact, now I have find recycled wood to build more garden beds, we have so much compost! The only downside is I had to build frames to keep the chickens out of my edibles, and they like the hollyhocks and other flowers. I can't cage everything off so I have to fence off a small part of the yard for when I let them free-range out of their run.)
The kids really enjoy fresh produce and now they love their fresh eggs - scrambled, fried, omelets baked goods. They also chicken-watch out of their windows when they should be doing their homework! My husband comes home and goes straight to check them. We all love them.
I hope the lesson of self-sufficiency weaves into their ethos for life. Already, they can't eat a store bought egg.
Tomorrow I am getting two more chickies; hopefully a Wyandotte and a Buff Cochin for more eggs for recipes. As long as I don't fall for any bantams, I shouldn't likely end up with a Roo. Wish me luck!