69. Manure,the Sound of Rain on a tine Roof and a Big Stinky Fly Trap


There is nothing quite as wonderful to me as the smell of manure in the fields that is just beginning to permeate that sings out to me summer is here. I also remember how I thoroughly enjoyed squaring a manure pile outside of my horse stable, as well as watching the flies buzzing around my “Big Stinky fly” trap which was set on top of the pile which had beens perfectly squared. The hundreds of flies buzzed around the “Big Stinky” as I watched them foolishly enter it. This was almost as pleasant as the soft sound of rain on a tin roof. I wonder if they still square manure piles in Pennsylvania. I also bet you can’t find a “Big Stinky” fly trap to buy any more to place on top of those squared piles. My finger tips were always stained blue from my use of gentian violet. I would be interested in looking at the hands of today’s horseman. I also bet it would be difficult to find any wormwood to use in one of my witches brews.

The sound on rain on the roof of my horse stable let me know that summer is here.

My manure piles were better sqared than the above pile. The Summer campers enjoyed working around the stable as much as they did riding their favorite horse. When we had a sudden shower they also enjoyed the rush back to the stable where the kids wiped the rain off of their mounts, fed and watered them and than stayed in the stable lisening to the rain on the roof as well as the sounds of the stable while they were told stories. It was a wonderful experience for these city kids that I am sure that now that they are old women and men bring back wonderful memories of a summer well spent. I know it is for me.


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