We call it Manure Mountain now, it is where we stack the manure all winter, when the animals can’t move around much. Our friend Scott Carrino has dibs on the very good donkey manure, he wants it for the gardens on his farm. He says he will come and get it soon. I told him he better come get it soon, it will be big enough to ski on. The snow is beginning to recede, leaving a vast mud swamp behind. The mud and manure make a rich brew.