Welcome! The alpacas and farm life have become my constant teachers, and I have begun shifting my blog focus to reflect the lessons I am learning. I plan to share more thoughts and stories related to farm life in Grays Harbor County and carve out a space in the ethernet where one can stop, breathe, and think.

Friday, March 25, 2011

Manure Haiku

Scoop and dump. Repeat.
Worms...time...heat. Now rich compost.
The true Incan gold.

1 comment:

  1. Love your haiku. I'm a horticulturist and I grew up on a farm. I love the smell of manure and as I wheel a barrow load past my flowers, I can hear them smacking their lips.