The beginnings of homesteading in the city.


Homesteading here we come!  We dragged this mangled coop home the other day and thank the sweet Lord it was free because I had to have a Chiropractic adjustment afterward.  The lady said it would take two people to move it but that was not so true for my husband and I.  We sweat and argued, broke a leg off and tore the chicken mesh at the bottom.  The chicken coop was hanging on for dear life in the back of the truck all the way home.

The fun came with some leftover yellow paint and repairs.


And now it is the cutest little yellow cottage on the block.


This weekend I will be searching for my hens.  I’m hoping to rehome some hens that need adopting.  I see free chickens all the time on Craigslist.

I received some great advice from the ladies at the Grange Coop about chickens.  I had no idea that they needed the grit to break down food in their gullets.  Pellets are better than crumble and diatomaceous earth is great for mites.  Just create a spot and pour some on the ground for the hens to dust themselves with.  Who knew?  Probably everyone but me.  We raised chickens when I was a kid but I don’t remember any of this, also, we were poor and sort of let the chickens run wild and free.  They had a coop that kept the coyotes out and ate scratch and left overs.  That is all my best guess and a minute of memory.

Part of the winter garden is in.  August is for planting pickle cucumbers and broccoli.  I have to wait for September for all the other vegetables.


The beginnings of a kitchen window herb garden.


My strawberry patch that is becoming over run by the neighbors morning glories.

I look forward to next year when I have tons of compost and gardens everywhere.  My fruit trees will be bigger and my strawberry patch will be thick.  I can’t wait for my hens and to hear them in the morning with the kitchen door open to the backyard clucking away.  The boys have already named them Daisy, Shimmer, Shine, and Flower Rex.  Hummm.


32 thoughts on “The beginnings of homesteading in the city.

  1. I was just telling my husband the other day with all were going through and possibly going to lose our home ( still no work) that it would be nice if we could just pull up some where or set up somewhere since we don’t have a vehicle and homestead! Wouldn’t it though, we have made us a bin for compost ( if we’re here) it’s a scary time but I do love this Kate! I wanted to get some chickens for here to! Great idea Kate!

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      1. That would be challenging for me as I already don’t like getting up early in the morning during the winter.


    1. Hehe. I joke about that too and my husband is Indian so they always had a cow in a very small yard…but it AIN’T happenin’ here, I tell you! A good book is Farm City by Novella Carpenter, that woman lived in Oakland and had pigs, goats, ducks, chickens…God knows what else in her yard. Great book. Love your site, joined you and happy to see you on here. I have a YouTube Channel as well and put the vlogs on here. You can see the house before and afters and see my “gateway” chickens.

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      1. First I need the vines…then I will watch your videos again…and again…and yes, once you get things figured out it’s not so hard. It all seems big right now. I freaked out when I got the hens. Everytime they did their “egg song” I thought someone was dying or being attacked. Now I’m casual.

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      2. Wow, your farm is amazing! I’ve been on your blog and love it, love the tutorial on grape pruning (I need stuff like this). I can’t seem to comment on the blog, is it not set up for that or am I really this challenged? Please, do lot’s of stuff on YouTube, people will love it and need it. Backyard farming is exploding everywhere, even in cities and we need help from veterans like you! 🙂

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