City Chickens

I live in a typcial suburb: 30-40 year old subdivision with split-entry and bungalo houses, bus routes, lots of kids… you know, just like the Rush song.

I’m thinking about getting chickens. There’s a wide utility path behind my house where power-line towers are, so I have no neighbors behind me. The chicken coup would be located near the middle-rear of the backyard, so the neighbors on the left and right shouldn’t be disturbed by them.

I have no idea how to raise chickens, but I like the idea of raising our own eggs.

I haven’t contacted the powers-that-be yet to see if there are any laws about it.

I’ll post updates.

First Phillip starts bee-keeping, and now me chickens. We should buy a farm together.

The Mystery Of Magnetic Hill

Scientist tackles Magnetic Hill mystery:

A Japanese scientist has won an award for duplicating the kind of optical illusion that for decades has baffled tourists who visit the fabled Magnetic Hill in Moncton, N.B.

Magnetic Hill is an area that appears like you’re going up a hill when you’re really going down.

It’s dumb-founding if you’re new to it: you take your car “down” a hill, put it in neutral, then experience the car going back “up” the way came on its own, when it’s really going down a hill. It is cool.

Wikipedia says there are hundreds of these magnetic-type hills. I had no idea.