Last summer and fall Jen and I made a few of awesome trips out to the farm to visit Abigail and Leora. During this stay manuring the orchard field was on order. Abigail scoured parts of the island looking for horses (where there are horses there is horse shit, and there are only a few cows these days), knocking on doors, and attempting to strike a sound deal. One farm had a giant pile of manure and a friend who hauls, stuff. Four truck loads and 36 cubic yards later there was a job to do. Thanks to Josh's muscles, ancient solar energy, and the work of anonymous mechanical engineers (4-stroke engines and the tractor's hydraulics) we got it done. 
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