The adventures of a Westcoast boy and a Midwestern Jewish girl as they discover the truth beneath the myths of the South, embrace rural life by starting a sustainable farm, and learn how to teach sociology.

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

The Poo is on; It's go time at the farm.




You are now looking at the biggest pile of Poo I've ever created in my life in one sitting... ha! Imagine that?

But seriously, this is a pile of animal poo, honest. It's horse manure with a bit 'o sheep (manure that is) mixed in, courtesy of new friends at Scruggs farm just down the street.

Here's the kicker: multiply that pile by 20. That's my goal for the one acre. Need more for composting and the other projects.

That's alotta poo, no?
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  1. Grandmom d'EJFebruary 21, 2010 at 5:17 PM

    You've got HORSES down the street? Here I come! I'll shovel manure, too... I love that smell.

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  2. Anna and TimFebruary 22, 2010 at 2:46 PM

    I don't know Jacob's grandmom, but I'm gonna go ahead and say we'd be friends. Horse manure smells good to me too and shoveling it is fun! But really, what I came here to say is that my parents swear by horse manure based compost/fertilizer. Hooray for you Farmer Phil!

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  3. Sarah and PhilFebruary 23, 2010 at 9:45 AM

    Jacob's grandmom is my mom and I do think you two would get along. :)

    All our neighbors have horses...sometimes they even come over to our fence to say hello.

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