Horsies go poo.
Depending on who's in training or not, we typically have 3-5 horses living at the commune. They are kept in the stalls overnight in the winter and during the day in the summer. About 8ish hours on average with 2 meals served in the stall along with hay for grazing. All this adds up to a bunch of poo. We stack the poo on Mount Poopopolis, our massive compost heap. Some of the compost is then taken and used in gardens, around plants, or just to fill in holes in the ground.
PooBerry?
Jeffy and Wendy hauled off some poop for their garden this spring. They planted lots of things, one of which being blueberries. Jeffy came into the shop today to get a headset pressed into his hot off the line MootoX YBB and get the brake lines run through the guides. Besides bragging about his swank new frame, he hand delivered me some Wendy-made Blueberry jam. Made from the very berries that grew forth from our horse poop. I've named it Fertileberry in honor of the symbolic completion of the circle of life in the crap seat.
Have a FertileBerry Christmas.



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