In article a1AVd.35380$hN1.14975@clgrps13, Kethera writes
Greetings Shez,

"Shez" wrote in message
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In article , Questions
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Go away or stop talking about your wicca bull. You insult everyone's
intelligence by just suggesting that horse pucky should be given
credence.

Amazing a gardener who doesn't love horse pucky... best thing in the
world for roses... cant get enough of it personally..

This reminds me of something that was JUST in our local newspaper.
Someone had written in to complain that dog owners had to pick up after
their companions but that the people who ride horses around town weren't
required to clean up after them. Now... I live in a town with a lot of
rural businesses like fishing, farming, etc. and horses are just one of the
familiar animals one sees around here, however you rarely see riders on the
back farm roads, and almost never in town. I couldn't understand what this
person was complaining about.
Since I was very young my mother and grandmother would go out and collect
the horse droppings with a shovel and bucket and spread it around our
gardens. We'd treat it like a gift. Heck, most people have to go and BUY
manure for their gardens.
Anyways... someone else wrote back to the paper to ask what that person's
problem was and gave their name in case the complainer saw any more poop so
that they could call and they'd go and get it themselves. It made me smile.


That story would make me smile to, and my Grandma, and my Dad would have
been out their like a flash with a bucket and spade to... Horse manure
was a gift from heaven..

Don't tell me you buy that dreadful commercial fertilizer in bottles and
packets.. Your Garden is to pretty for a compost heap, and you throw the
lawn cuttings in the dustbin...

I've never used commercial fertilizer. My daughter collects my used tea
leaves and egg shells plus all our other veggie/fruit waste to compost
outside. I've also never thrown out lawn cuttings. We do have another
great thing here where I live... we have compostable pick-up once a month
from spring until roughly November, sometimes December. So all cut vines,
bushes, tree limbs, dead house plants, etc., even lawn cuttings if people
choose to, will be collected, no limits, and taken to our local landfill
site (this is NOT a garbage dump). Then once a year in spring the locals
can go and collect compost from there for free to use in their gardens.
Otherwise it is sold around the lower mainland.

What a great idea, our city douse something similar but uses the compost
in parks and traffic Islands I wish they would open their compost heaps
to the locals... there would be a lot of happy gardeners their.
We can take our old Xmas trees to be mashed up and the wood Chipping's
can be bought for a tiny tiny amount. The local council gave everyone
with a garden a composter, a big black plastic bin with a door at the
bottom.. It reduced the amount of compostable material being added to
land fill sites by quite a lot.

One of the best tips I have for compost is to get the man in your life
to go out and water it...preferably night time, lets not shock the
neighbours male urine acts as a catalyst and the compost heap heats
up a lot quicker and composts a lot faster, its a lot cheaper than
buying chemicals to improve your compost heap...
Only men I am afraid, it doesn't work with female urine, apparently its
the hormones that men produce that do the trick.

A gardener is a gardener no matter what their spiritual or religious
choices are. The one thing they always have in common is gardens.

I'm not a professional gardener by any stretch of the imagination. But I
love my simple garden, my flowers, herbs, fruit trees, and small veggie
patch. I have to admit, though, it was outside among the trees that I, as a
youth, really felt a connection with the devine. So I suppose my gardening
is a means of spiritual connection for me, but it's not the ONLY reason I do
it. Even if it was, what's wrong with that?

Nothing wrong with it, a garden is always a special place to the
gardener, and that connection with the earth is relaxing, spiritually
lifting and good for your body and soul.

You are nearer to God in a garden than anywhere else on earth....
Please note it doesn't mention which god..

Well, I honestly feel that way. Especially when I get down on my hands
and knees and really start digging around in the dirt, trimming, grooming or
just checking things out for pleasure, I enter such a state of peace. An
almost zen-like state occurs, I love it.

I know what you mean, I feel much the same way.

Bright Blessings,
Kethera



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Shez
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