For years I have been trying to get Sir Husband to build me a hen house. Every year he says no. So every year, I try to visit a friend’s hen house to covet.
We went to visit one last week. This is my favorite hen house so far. It is just the right size.
There is three hen boxes and a feed trough on one side.
There are five hens and a rooster. We can’t have a rooster, but six hens would be so nice.
The girls got to collect the eggs.
Two browns and one white. I guess two of the ladies didn’t feel like laying eggs that day.
Next to the hen house is the garden. My friend did say that the garden needed some tending too. I still liked it and I really like the fence for the tomato stakes.
Oh to have a hen house filled with hens laying fresh eggs every day for me to eat for breakfast. Maybe one day…