Two heads are better than one. It occurs to me that human beings now have two brains: the God-given one and Google. Inspired by my other brain, I'm going to try a stump-removal system that does not require a stump-grinder (which I would have to rent). My goal is to clear some land behind the garden to plant potatoes. This year I'm going to grow sweet potatoes in one of the beds, but will probably skip the white potatoes. Last year we grew some in large containers, but it was a pretty limited harvest. Hence, my interest in clearing some land.

Today we gathered some more cow manure, then headed to Cutler to pick up some arugula that was free for the taking from Candy's greenhouse (thank you Candy!). After that we got a truckload of seaweed for our compost pile. Ocean breezes, seaweed, manure--the smells of nature--sure beats the odors of my childhood (i.e. the New Jersey Turnpike, Fresh Kill landfill and the subway). Yesterday the cows gave us some space, but today, knowing us a bit better, they crowded around us as soon as we got inside the fence. Later we rewarded them with a couple loaves of bread. I can see why Hindus consider cows sacred, I really can.

Yeah, it was a glorious day for shoveling manure. Cows are composting machines, and this particular herd is polite, gentle and beautiful with a peaceful presence. Definitely could not have asked for better company. And it was great to spend the day with my lovely wife too!
See, she's laughing, because she knows that I am funny.

Splitting wood on the homestead holiday.

The puzzle will not be solved.

Today is the post-full moon, Friday the 13th, last day before vacation--ought to be a fun one at school. We had planned on going to NY, but that's not in the cards for us. Instead, we'll hang around the homestead, working on the garden and the woodlot. Activities will include our 2nd annual hauling of manure. Now that's a vacation!

I'm sending all my prayers to my mother in Boston. Here's to hope.