We’re almost there.
This time of year.
Almost out of the brief sharp grip that winter places on this region.
But most importantly? The sunlight.
The days are longer. I see it. I smell it. I feel it. I taste it.
The quickening.
Sap running.
Animal stirring.
Excitement.
Squishy.
Soft.
Rich.
Earth.
Crocus peaking
Daffodil’s probing
Garlic promising.
Springing out of rich, fertile soil
Soil fertile with processed shit.
First stage turd care
At the barn where my daughter rides horses there’s a lot of horseshit.
I’m sure you experience the same anywhere there is an organizational structure.
Sometimes at work. Sports. Dealing with other humans. Family…
And
If we’re lucky
With horses too.
Both are byproducts: One of having horses. The other, of having relationships.
Shit is a great asset if used properly.
My mother always told me:
Never add raw manure to your garden.
She had a point.
And?
Shit has a role to play.
Poo acts as an accelerant to the compost process. It heats stuff up. A little goes a long way.
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