Apparently, in spite of the goodness knows how many gallons of slurry it contained, there was only enough for one run across the field and we once again had to make way for it to pass us.
The first time we couldn't tell what it contained but we definitely got a good whiff of its contents the second time. What my mother used to call a fresh country smell. At least it is making good use of a waste product to fertilise the field ready for the next crop.
I love the fade out...a couple of seconds longer and it really would look as if you two had been fertilized.
ReplyDeleteIt missed me this time Adrian.
DeleteThats good stuff John, it will put hairs on your chest.{:))
ReplyDeleteProbably burn them off Frank ;)
Deletethanks for the memory! back in wisconsin, we could always tell it was spring by the aroma in the air of the dairy farmers spreading manure in the fields after a long winter pile-up.
ReplyDeleteTWG. Yes, I can usually tell when the farmers start muck spreading before I see them.
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