All the horse shit you can carry

on Apr 08 in Uncategorized by

One of our neighbors shares similar delusions to us about growing her own vegetables. Recently she informed us of a new source of manure she has discovered. Apparently a local owner of a couple of horses has taken to bagging up the crap from the stable floor and leaving it by the side of the road for passing motorists.

As I am currently in the throws of a gardening obsession, a sign reading “Free horse muck” is as tempting to me as the sign saying “Free bird seed” was to the Road Runner. Fortunately there were no dastardly traps concocted by Wile E Coyote awaiting me when I got there and I managed to fill the entire back of the car with sacks of the good stuff.

All was going well until I glanced in my rear mirror on the way home. To my horror the view was almost completely obscured by hundreds and hundreds of tiny flies swarming round the sacks. Presumably they had been happily feasting on the manure until disturbed by my rather slapdash driving, and they had all risen as one to complain about the bumpy ride.

That was three days ago and despite leaving all the car doors open for about 24 hours we are still getting dive bombed by flies every time we get in the bloody thing.

Still, it was worth it. I now have a lovely pile of horse muck busy decomposing in the corner of the garden. I stuck my hand in the middle of it just this afternoon and it was lovely and warm, showing that the bacteria are beavering away converting it into marvelous compost.

And after I had stuck my hand in it? Well I went and made the whole family a stack of sandwiches – because that’s just the sort of guy I am.

Below is a picture of my compost heap. I include it in order that you can marvel at my mastercraftmanship in the art of joinery.

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