sweet smell of gardening

One of the women in my knitting group generously offered another woman in the group manure for her garden. i pounced on their private conversation "MANURE?!?!?! REALLY? Can i have some? pleasepleasepleaseplease..."

these are very kind and gracious women who are getting used to my flatlander manners and they let in on the manure loop! the soil we are putting in the garden boxes is purchased and beautifully clean, but devoid of organic matter. a generous helping of animal poo would go a long way to make happier plants.

today i spent four hours in the gathering and delivery of cow/goat/llama poop. i drove a truckload to the original recipient of the offer and then a truckload back to the house. then about two hours shoveling it out of the truck and into the boxes.

it was kind of a gross day, but totally worth it. there were interesting conversations, beautiful homes and gardens and i came home with not only fertilizer but a bag of hothouse tomatoes and a jar of homemade maple syrup. absolutely worth a little hard labor and a little smell.