Friday, April 23, 2010
Manure. Our children can hardly believe their ears, "Cow POOP?!" Jack squints one eye. Janie laughs, "In the GARDEN?"
Daddy distributes 20 bags across our back vegetable garden. He empties them in big black strokes.
"Hey Daddy," Jane eyes the remaining sacks, "how do you think they get the cows to poop in the bags?"
A miracle, I suppose. Any takers?