My brother Adam will soon be getting backyard chickens! For the past few summers, he’s had a big vegetable garden. What was once one bed, has multiplied into three-plus, so the next logical step is chickens. He’s developing quite the urban homestead in his tiny city backyard!
He and my dad have been building a coop for the past few weekends, and it’s almost ready. I wanted to make the new chickens a housewarming gift. My brother is using the hashtag #citychickens whenever he posts about them, so I thought it only appropriate they have their own #citychickens sign.
You know, so all the visitors to his backyard know how to tag when they tweet about them. 😉
I took a dated crafty wood sign I picked up a while ago at Goodwill outlet and just painted over it with leftover exterior paint I already had. I was going to do some proper lettering like I’ve done before, but I’ve been trying to break my perfectionist ways in order to create more time for myself. So I went with freehand.
Is it perfect? Not at all. Is it OK for chickens/brother? Yes. Plus it has that down-home farmy feel. (Probably should have misspelled something for authenticity, though.)
While we were delivering the sign, we explored the garden. Gardening’s not really my thing. (There’s only so many hours in the day!) So Elise is thrilled to get some time in at Adam’s house.
She picked tomatoes and peppers. And she is super excited about the incoming chickens. (She wants to name them Friendly and Hunter. Her suggestions were noted.)
Leave it to Elise to find a Minnie Mouse tomato.
We also explored the inside of the coop. This will probably be the only time I ever let them climb inside, because pre-chickens is the cleanest it’s ever going to be.
I love your sign! The hand lettering is perfect for a chicken coop. Weird, we live a sort of rural-ish area but we can’t have chickens within town limits. Boo! The picture of the two sisters peaking out is darling.
Thank you!
Urban chickens are coming back! Maybe your town will change the regulations if enough people want them to.
Around here, it differs by municipality. Some just count them in the total number of pets you are allowed. Some require special licensing. No roosters allowed pretty much anywhere, though.
I saw a chicken running across Macklind once, right by Chippewa. My brain couldn’t comprehend it — at first I thought it was a basketball, then I realized a chicken had just crossed the road! Good luck to Uncle Adam with his #citychickens.
I wonder why he crossed the road… ha.
I don’t think I would have recognized it as a chicken either. One time years ago, our neighbors had a wild turkey on their roof. (My parents live in the woods.) I couldn’t figure out what it was for the longest time!