Well, speaking of poo…. my new friends the Whislers at Fairmount Stables were good enough to gift me with a mountain of horse manure from their own personal mountain. Woo hoo! Free Poo! The thing is, I had to get it here. They are just around the corner and up, but hiking back and forth with the wheelbarrow didn’t appeal. And borrowing a truck and shoveling it in the back (especially after all this bloomin’ RAIN), bringing it here, shoveling it out, shoveling it into the wheelbarrow, shoveling it out where it needs to go… nuh uh. Just nuh uh. So, what to do?