The BIG reason we needed to move the chickens was to get ready for VISITORS.
My kids were coming from Utah, and we needed the sewing room for my daughter. It was kind of Important that she not be sleeping with the chickens.
And we had a party to put together--after all, after living here for 5 months, it was about TIME for our housewarming.
So on July 24, we had about 50 people over for lunch. Of course, it was the HOTTEST day of the summer--about 108F, or over 42C.
It was kind of like Hell.
But it seems--right--in retrospect. I mean, after we froze for 3 weeks trying to move in, we certainly had a houseWARMING.
The next day, we had a windstorm that seemed just shy of tornadoes. Some places HAD tornadoes.
The rented pavilion was torn down. The steel buffet we moved from the back porch for the party turned into a bunch of twisted scrap. The patio table and umbrella were picked up and tossed into a tree. Glass table top shattered everywhere, but the umbrella was STILL in the bracket.
Good thing it was the day AFTER the party.