It promises to be another warm spring day today. That means a trip to the bale store…only greenhorn farmer types would call it that. But that’s what it is, the place where I buy the bales of straw and alfalfa I use to build my gardens. Each time we go the employees ask me what I’m using all this for. (It’s unusual to buy so much straw so frequently.) Each time I answer, “I’m building a garden.” And just like clockwork they all look at me like I’m speaking French. Oh yeah. I’m a farmer in cattle country.
But look what I can do with straw and compost!