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Madison Co. Virginia | Composting dead cows. In his mind, a dead cow was something that was embarrassing enough that he wanted to dig a hole, bury it, and never see it again. Of course, his only method of digging holes was with a tractor loader in the soft ground beside the pond.
He fussed at me for starting a compost pile for deads, saying that I was 'planning' on having too many, and that the compost piles were practically advertising to anyone who saw them that we had dead animals. But the reality twenty years later is that those piles are neatly contained, are accessible nearly all winter long without getting stuck, and aren't leaving the pond banks littered with six-foot mounds of dirt. | |
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Things you did that your dad ridiculed/made fun of that worked out really well for you in the end?
