Their residence had some drawbacks. For one, I could not let them out of their coop regularly, as I was not home during the day to keep watch.  Secondly, I was finding it hard to clean out the coop, and wanted to raise the coop enough, as to be able to slide a rake underneath. And then, the incessant rain and the cold made going out to them difficult. Spring 1917 was late in coming.

But it finally came, and with fine weather, came also the motivation to move the coop to a better place. My son and nephew kindly helping me, we even added an ‘Omlet’ fence. Here is a video of the change.