I met the husband at the end of our drive this evening. He was taking the tractor back to the neighbor as I was pulling in. He wanted to put the dogs in the back of the truck. I rolled down my window to talk to him and noticed a smell.
You remember the neighbor across the road...the one with the mountainous piles of chicken poo? How could you forget that right? Well, he was scattering the poo over his field, right across from our house. About the time I saw him, the husband yells "Roll up your window! Fast!!"
I bring the girls home and make my way out of the truck. I tightly squeeze my lips together and hold my breath as I run to the door. Just our luck the wind is blowing from the South. Guess which direction the field is?! Yep, to the south of us. Do you know what it's like to be bombarded by chicken poo dust? It's not pleasant.
So just for you, I went out on my front porch and took pictures of the chicken poo spreader and dust.
I think I'll go take a shower now...