This type of idea would only come from my husband. He’s the creative one in this family.
…will hopefully be my new chicken coop.
Vision, people. Vision required.
Just bear with me.
I can picture it (sort of): laying boxes in the 6 seats, roosts across the back part with no seats. I can clean by sweeping everything out the back door and into my wheelbarrow! Someone even took the liberty of ventilating the door with a few bullets.
See? Birds already like it! And there’s a built in mirror for hen primping and rooster self-admiration.
I hope this works – stay tuned!! (You may have to stay tuned for a while because unfortunately this project requires the work of one specific, very sweet husband who is about to be neck deep in watermelons and cotton. But you never know….)
My neighbors are going to be so excited to see this thing in my backyard. I do, after all, live in the middle of town! Maybe a cute paint job will make all the difference!
If this works out, the bus coop will need a name… ideas?