Paul’s Ramblings

With the twilight beginning to fade I’m watching my chooks cautiously making their way in to roost for the evening and this causes me to reflect on just how happy poo makes me.

Sure the chooks lay eggs, just perfect for a fresh batch of mayonnaise, but it’s the poo that’s got me well chuffed. They are veritable wing-ed poo-machines. They poo all over their roost, the floor of their cage and, now the fence is up, my yard. It’s fantastic!

While shoveling up small mounds of dried chook dirt isn’t to be sneezed at, it’s the results of all this poo that I’m really looking forward to; it’s the juicy Cuor di Bue tomatoes, the fractilous Romanesco Broccoli and the small forest of herbs that has me salivating in anticipation.

That is all I have to say on the matter of poo and happiness, for now.

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