Our older hens over wintered in the garden where they cleaned up weed seeds, broccoli plants and such. This week Ken moved them from the garden to the perennial flower (weed) bed that had been an eyesore for years - since I had some knee problems.
Now the chickens are in their new home, and eating the green grass as it comes up - so far no flowers.
A Garden buddha is watching over them
And Ken has been working preparing beds so he can plant more in the garden.