The French have a great word for small construction made from materials at hand: bricolage. I've been wanting a chicken tractor for a long time for the girls. Steve said a couple of weeks ago that Big Red, the most reticent of the them, rushed the door of the enclosure when he went in to give them their scratch trying to get at the succulent grass and weeds. So it was time to get the chicken tractor made. The problem was, I didn't want to spend any money building it.
So I didn't.
The trickiest part was the joints. Steve pulled down a couple of painted 2X2's from the overhead in the garage for me, and coupled with another used 2X2 I had on the floor, I had plenty of lumber. But I didn't have any hardware for holding them together. So I made some. My dad used to make his own hardware when he couldn't find what he wanted, so I guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.
Once we get some solid sunshine (which will be in mid-July. Seriously.), I'll have the girls out there supplementing their own diets with whatever they can find. This should keep the bugs and weeds down, reduce my feed costs, and make my eggs bright yellow.
Oh- and make for some happy hens.