Manure for Thought

| 7/28/2012 11:06:53 AM

Out here in Cow Country there are: melodious moos, crazy clucking, lots of baa humbug from the sheep contingent, and much manure for thought.

Cementing all this country atmosphere together is manure.  Plain and simple: anyone with a voice in the matter produces manure.

What wasn’t revealed in the pre-homeownership Declarations and Disclosure paperwork was the fact that most farms around us save up a barnload’s worth of manure per season, then add a few embellishments to produce liquid fertilizer, spread over the fields three times a year to enrich soil and scare away city slickers sniffing around at rural investment opportunities.

The first portent of olfactory doom arrives with a rumble as the ‘Poop Truck’ creaks and leaks its way up our narrow county roads hosing farm fields with liquid gold.

 And, be advised: pass da truck with caution. Ask me how I know. 

      Manure Spreader 

7/31/2012 10:32:32 PM

Diane, wow is that ever a far cry from the slinger that I filled with chicken fertilizer during my high school years. Of course I had to get up close and personal with my shovel method of loading and then there was no cab on the tractor used for spreading. It's a wonder my olfactory glands survived it. I don't remember that we had a fly problem any more so before spreading than after. When you go outside, for heaven's sake don't breathe through your mouth. :0) Have a great day as best you can.