A neighbor up the road (one of the boys' egg customers) has a barn full of old cow manure he offered to us. So I brought the pick-up truck and few boys us there. He showed us the manure. I thought it may make one truckload. After filling the truck, I looked back. It didn't look like we even touched it. I figure at least 5-10 more truck loads.
My two oldest sons got their first job starting this week. They are picking okra for a local farmer two mornings a week.
I was talking to this same farmer on Sunday. He told me that I had poor land to grow anything on when I asked his opinion about our garden problems. He suggested peas.
Oremus pro invicem!