I’ve lost track of the possums
we’ve trapped
in the barn.
We also trapped one skunk.
But for a week now
we have not trapped
a predator—
though we smelled a skunk
in the alpaca pen yesterday.
Mr. Darcy wore the scent
all day.
Five guineas are still alive
and have been released
from their sequestering
and are doing fine
in the barn.
But we’re keeping
all doors closed,
for now at least.
Baby chicks,
to replace all the chickens lost
at the farmhouse,
are growing fast,
learning to relish insects
we toss in their indoor pen
at the pond house.
In several weeks
they’ll be ready to graduate
to a bigger pen
and we want that to be a safe place.
The barn is old
and difficult to secure,
though we try;
my, do we try.
Our intern, Michael,
suggested we build a chicken house
inside the barn—
a place the chickens could roost at night,
when skunks and possums and raccoons
come calling.
Michael has now built
the chicken house in the barn.
It will be a few weeks
before its residents arrive.
We think we can keep it secure.
And we hope they like it.
It’s quite fancy!
Thanks, Michael.


New Chicken House Inside Barn

Inside of chicken house inside of barn

Chickens’ back door

Chickens’ front door