Cluck-it-Farm

From barnyard to backyard — Cluck-It-Farm brings chickens, jam, and garden goodness to the city. Proving you can grow good things anywhere.

07/20/2026

Well, this has been a week of finishing projects around here. I finally tackled the picket fence gate and, with the help of Tim Simmons, got every picket cut. I also finished cutting and painting the flower stems and leaves, and I completed the first of what I hope will be several dragonflies made from old ceiling fan blades during craft night with Jenna Smith.

This morning I took a few minutes to enjoy the zinnias, and they were full of busy bumblebees. It’s a good reminder that all those little projects eventually come together into something beautiful.

One project at a time, this little farm is starting to feel a little magical. 🌻🐝🪻🪵

07/14/2026

Progress report from the backyard.

The fence is finally starting to look like a fence! All that’s left now is cutting the points on the pickets. It’s been a lot of work, but I’m excited to see it coming together.

The raccoons are still keeping me busy. I’ve caught four in the last five days trying to get into the coop, so hopefully they’re starting to get the message.

The garden surprised me with some beautiful tomatoes, even though I have absolutely no idea what varieties they are anymore. I managed to lose all the plant tags. 😂

My wonderful neighbor Tim Simmons spent the day helping with the fence, and we ended the evening around a fire burning the cutoffs from the boards. It was one of those simple nights that reminds you how nice good neighbors and a backyard project can be.

Slowly but surely, it’s all coming together. 🌿🔥

06/30/2026

Well…it has been another busy month around here!

I finally finished the last corner of my privacy fence and got the last three panels up. I definitely couldn’t have done it without my neighbor Tim Simmons. He has been a huge help, and I’m very grateful.

Then I saw this picture of an old weathered picket fence and thought, “I love that.” About the same time, my neighbor across the street was taking down her old fence, so I asked if I could salvage the pickets. It helped her clean up the piles in her yard, and now they’ll get a second life in mine.

Thanks to Tim again, we spent all day setting fence posts, but by the end of the day we had 15 posts in the ground and lined up. Considering I didn’t know how to do any of this not that long ago, I was pretty proud of that.

Inside the house, I finally installed little cat doors between the rooms so we don’t have to leave doors open anymore. Then I installed an automatic cat door in the front door so the cats can go in and out their own. I think they’re pretty happy with the upgrade.

A while back I saw dragonflies made out of old ceiling fan blades and thought they were the coolest thing. Then one of my neighbors was throwing away an old table, so I rescued the legs along with a few other things I thought I could use. Yep…I’ll dumpster dive just about anywhere if I see potential. 😂

Jenna Smith came over for a craft night, and we finally got started on the dragonflies. They’re still a work in progress, but we’re having a lot of fun with them.

And yes…my garage still looks like this. 😆

I still have a long list of projects, but when I look around, I realize how much I’ve learned in the last year, and I’m really enjoying picking up new skills.

06/08/2026

The privacy fence is almost done. I just have three panels left to hang, and the privacy screen across the back has helped me get a better feel for the space. It’s given me some ideas for where I want blueberries and blackberries long term.
There’s also an old bridge crossing the creek that I’d love to rebuild someday. The land on the other side is mine too, so maybe one day I’ll clear it out and see where that path leads. That’s a future project for another year.
This year’s harvest probably won’t be huge, and that’s okay. I’m learning a lot. The other morning’s breakfast was eggs from the farm, potatoes from the farm, herbs from the porch, and a little leftover steak.
No matter how big or small the harvest is, meals like that make me happy.

05/18/2026

Everybody knows I love my chickens… but there’s one chicken I really, really love. Her name is Emily. 💛

If you come over to the farm, there is a very good chance I’m going to pick her up, hand her to you, and ask if you want to hold her. She’s just special.

Emily came from some of my s*x link chicks my friend Jenna Smith hatched out. Her sweet two year old carried this chick all over the yard and loved her every day. When my friend needed to find homes for some of the chickens, I chose this one specifically. It honestly broke my heart taking her away from her little girl, so I named her Emily after her favorite person.

The other day I walked out to the coop and feathers were everywhere. I found Emily badly attacked. Not just a few feathers missing… viciously attacked. I truly did not know if she was going to make it. 😭

I spent the rest of that day and a good part of the night guarding my coop until I could make it safer. I had already been needing to repair one door and install another automatic solar door, so the next day I spent hours fixing everything.

Thankfully both doors work beautifully, the chickens adjusted quickly, and Emily is still here with me. 💛

I still don’t know exactly what got into the coop, but I do know one thing… they are safe now. Pictures in the comments due to graphic nature.

04/11/2026

I have wanted to make a farm post for quite a while. All kinds of things have been going on. I have fenced and re-fenced the chickens, and finally I seem to have found the most perfect setup for them and myself. They are now along the hill, no longer getting out, and I do not have to mow there anymore. They get to free range and enjoy all the lovely grass, and that makes me so happy.

I am still working on getting the soil in my garden beds straight. I looked at a picture from last year, and my spinach was so gorgeous, and this year it is meh, and that is part of gardening. If it is perfect every single time, where is the learning and challenge? That is part of what I love.

I have been working with my worm castings. I now have a compost bin, and I am still clearing parts of the property so I can plant blackberries and my muscadine vine, and whatever other little happy things I come up with.

I am dying to get my vegetable plants out, but I am trying to wait a little longer. I have rushed before and regretted it, so I am trying to be patient.

My strawberries are looking wonderful, and I have planted two flower beds with perennials and herbs on my deck. I am looking forward to watching all of them develop.

I am working on making this into a little magical garden that feels like a happy, peaceful sanctuary.

03/01/2026

I haven’t posted much about the farm lately, and I just wanted to say where I am.

It’s hard to express everything I’m feeling.

I want to say I’m strong, I’ve got this, and everything is going well. I want to say I’m choosing not to do the market simply because I don’t want too much on my plate. And that’s true.

But it’s also true that it feels almost impossible to step out into my yard, the place I want to call my garden. Somehow it doesn’t feel the same. The sounds aren’t the same. It doesn’t feel like my dream right now.

Cars go by. People talk. Kids scream. Motors rev. Sirens pass. It isn’t the quiet world I once knew.

And yet I don’t want to be limited by that. I want to move beyond it. I want to be more than this feeling. But I also want to be real. What’s true right now might not be true in an hour.

Some days I feel steady and good.
Other days I feel paralyzed and can’t make a decision.

This is a growing season in more ways than one. I haven’t looked for seeds. I haven’t planned a thing. Today is maybe my third day outside since November, and this used to be my favorite place.

I am not less strong.
I don’t love my chickens any less.
I don’t love the outdoors any less.

But I am finding it difficult to let my heart soar the way it used to. It’s hard to see the vision again.

I don’t know if this is a season to let it rest and figure it out later, or a season to gently push through and see what happens.

Today I’m grieving.
Tomorrow I may be thriving.
Maybe both can exist at the same time.

What I do know is this. It’s all going to be okay.

01/31/2026

❄️ Snowy day here at Cluck-It Farm ❄️

Hoping this little blanket of snow is protecting the spinach 🌱
Gave the girls some straw to stand on — though I think they mostly just enjoyed scratching and pecking at it 🐔

And Trevor and I had a whole lot of fun playing in the snow.🥶⛄️🌨️

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