I was listening to a heated discussion on a podcast the other day and one guy said to his opponent, "that's a load of horse manure!" with the implication that what he was saying was untrue.

It occured to me that whoever started this saying must have been a city slicker of the type that never got his hands dirty and was most likely annoyed at the smell of horse manure.

In my world not much out there is truer than a large load of decomposed, smelly, horse dung. Part of the charm for me is the smell. A sure signal that its still got some organic life left in it.

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About us: Anna Hess and Mark Hamilton spent over a decade living self-sufficiently in the mountains of Virginia before moving north to start over from scratch in the foothills of Ohio. They've experimented with permaculture, no-till gardening, trailersteading, home-based microbusinesses and much more, writing about their adventures in both blogs and books.



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