Home Sweet Coop.

This chicken coop brings me so much joy! We’ve had chickens for at least nine years and have experienced several different types of coops. Unfortunately, we’ve also dealt with our share of chickens being senselessly attacked by raccoons.

A Turkey came to visit our girls in the coop.

About two years ago, after a raccoon attack left us with only one surviving hen, Amir built a coop. We decided to give that remaining chicken to my mom, where she joined her new flock. Amir constructed the entire house and the coop inside it. This year, he added garden boxes, which helped complete the coop. I love it so much! We planted wildflowers in the raised wooden planter, and it brings me such joy to watch the flowers grow and bloom every day. Each morning, I discover a new little gem. The flowers are small but full of vibrant color. I absolutely love them!

Spotting hidden gems in the garden.

Colorful Petals and Leaves.

More hidden gems.

Our Little Peach Grove.

Two years ago, we planted two peach trees, and this year they are overflowing with peaches. The peaches are small, and we still have a lot to learn about how to protect and grow them so that we can actually enjoy eating them. I remember my cousin’s grandmother used to have a beautiful peach tree, and when I would sleep over at her house, we would wake up early in the morning, rush downstairs, and head straight to the screened-in porch in the backyard to sink our teeth into those juicy peaches. I also recall my father and all of my uncles adding sliced peaches to their glasses of red wine.glasses of red wine.

We also add little twinkling solar lights that make me giddy and joyous when they come on at night. Looks so beautiful and charming; I hope the little ladies love it as much as I do.

Twinkling coop

I’ve wanted chickens my whole life. My aunt Ninfa used to have a flock in the garage of her Brooklyn home. And I always wanted my own. My dad did let my brother and me get baby chicks when we lived in our own Brooklyn apartment, but we didn’t have any yard space or a garage, so the little chicks grew up in our hallway until they got too big, and one day they were gone. I’m not sure where or what my father did with them. I know he gave them away; I just don’t know to whom. Anyway, since those early years, I always said I’d have my own flock, and Amir as usual, helped to make that dream come true.