...a disco dance party! The fishing line and holographic tape are up, criss-crossing the chicken yard, fluttering in the lightest of breezes and looking like a party.
If they actually work to keep the chickies safe from eagles, it will be a nice solution to protecting a yard studded with trees and with fences only 6 feet high. The previous owner tried to piece together lengths of bird netting from fence to fence, around the trees, but it sagged in the middle, which meant we had to crouch to move around in the yard, and when the leaves fell on top of the netting in the autumn it was a big mess to clean up. And then the whole thing just collapsed in the snow.
We started with lines strung Maypole style from the biggest central tree out to the perimeter. Then we criss-crossed lines, making sure there are no gaps as big as an eagle's wingspan, tying on the holographic tape as we went. It's tall enough for us to move freely underneath, and leaves and snow will be able to fall through to the ground. We have our fingers crossed and our eyes peeled.
The chickies are taking it all in stride. When they're not pecking and scratching and eating and pooping, they're waiting for Kim at the Chicken TV viewing chair.