My new found blogger friend, Kelly, at Eclectically Vintage has thrown down the glove this month with a challenge to do something I think I can’t do. Game on! The girls, Henny and Penny, are the culprits… my January challenge is to fix the damage they have done to our drip irrigation system with their pecky little beaks and scratchy little claws. While I’m the queen of creativity and encouraging others to fulfill my dreams, the idea of getting out tubing, fittings, punches, bleeding drip lines, goo to stick everything together MYSELF is just more than I thought I could handle. Apparently I’ve been wrong. So, off I go today to the Urban Farmer Store with a shopping list and a new found resolve to DYI this project into submission. I saved the best part for last. My friends and family have been after me for quite awhile to officially launch my urban garden, poultry division service. I have found that there is loads of information for folks who want a flock of many chickens (I call them crazy) and don’t care a fig about landscape. There’s very little, if any, help for us city folk who want to have a couple of well mannered hens for eggs without sacrificing our yards to chicken poop and dusting divots. So, this is the the inaugural blog for Hen Songs – Backyard Chickens for Urban Gardens. Read along as I post all of the things I should have done better, the unexpected joys, and all of the grumbling from Mr. Hen Songs about the Little Terrorists as we find ourselves in the middle of the ancient craft of Urban Farming.