So basically there was my life before I met the urban chickens and my life after I met them. It’s so much better now.

The urban chickens cluck in my neighbourhood and, as I suspected, they do it a mere 4 blocks from my home in beautiful Mount Pleasant. What I didn’t suspect was that I had been walking right by them almost every couple of days though; they’re quietly nestled into the backyard of some good people, a couple named Sam and Alex.

Over the coming days I’ll be sharing some of the photos I took on my first visit along with some of the information that I gleaned about farming chickens in the city. Over the coming months I’m hoping to keep visiting and reporting on these fine, feathered friends of mine.

This first picture is of Sam standing in front of the coop that he built with mostly found/reclaimed materials. I asked him where he got the plans to build it and he said he didn’t go off of plans, he just went ahead and built the thing. It isn’t quite finished yet but, man… nice work, Sam!

Next post I’ll introduce you to the breed.