Welcome to Henbogle
Welcome to Henbogle. I’ll share spouse Dan’s and my experiences as rural Maine homeowners, dedicated DIYer’s and gardeners (add cooking for me). We love small-town living, and have been fixing up our 1881 Cape since we bought it in December, 2000. Our latest complication — we are experimenting with chicken raising… we’ve ordered 6 Hubbard’s Golden Comet chicks, which will be arriving in a few weeks!
Why chickens you ask? I’m not sure, but in looking around my home, it seems predestined. First, there’s Goldeneye the Rooster, a ceramic chicken planter my friend Nancy gave me in hmmm… 1990? 1991? Somewhere in there… and he is still with me. The only 2 Beanie Babies I own — a chick and a rooster. The nickname Chicken Lips (don’t ask), the clucking contests, the toy clucking chicken, the chicken clock, the awesome ceramic rooster (obtained for a song at auction) which graces the dining room….
Then there are the eggs, the chickens, the cats, the slugs, the squash bugs, and our grand plan for chickens as rototillers — with the girls’ help, our garden will grow by 150 square feet this summer, and be pre-fertilized.
Of course, the girls will need a hen house. When planning our chicken coop, I soon realized we needed to hold ourselves in check after Dan and I debated for 20 minutes on the merits of finding some remnant vinyl flooring to put in the coop! Then there’s the antique dayight window we will use, providing ambience, lighting, and ventilation. It eventually dawned on us that we were planning a chicken castle, thus our decision to name the coop Henbogle after the Scottish estate “Glenbogle” featured on the BBC series Monarch of the Glen, which we’re currently watching thanks to NetFlix.