4 Seconds A Day: May 2015

the month of the slide incidents

Who Likes Poo?

a huge find at Molly's farm for free compost

guess who likes to shovel shit/...

Should've Let It Come To Me

Goats.

We need dirt. Healthy soil to aid in our transplants and upcoming summer grow season. Eileen and Susie are our dealers. They got the good stuff. So I headed over this morning, dew and all, for a simple fill and flee mission, back in an hour. Not to be.

I hit that. With my tire. It was hidden in tall grass. The tire went flat in about 2.6 seconds.

Eileen and I chatted a bit while we waited for the local service gentleman to arrive and fix her up.

I had no idea about the fancy contraption holding my spare tire underneath the pickup. Now I know. My father would be so proud. I filled the truck bed half full and took off so I could get home in time to let Laura leave early enough to hit the gym. Successful.

After I got home and got out of the shower the phone rang and it was my friend and local man about town Keith and he said he had something for me. I said bring it on over. Then this happened...

Sometimes I think I should just stay in bed in the morning.

Consulting The Experts

It's nice to have family in the know when it comes to gardening, especially when you're as clueless as we are. This morning I am absconding with more horse crappy from Susie's farm and the girls tagged along to get a lesson in obscure seeds and plants. It's going well. It's hot. I am drinking Pepsi. I never drink Pepsi.

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A Pile Of It

We're on the verge of actually planting some plants in the vegetable garden, but first we need something to plant it in. Pocono dirt is notoriously rocky, so we turned to our master gardeners up the mountain for their premium compost, full of tasty horse turd and goat nugget, aged to perfection and ripe for the pickin'. Pick we did.


The givers of life thru dookie.


Right at home in a mountain of crap.


Yuula has no place complaining about the smell of someone's poop.