By late February, the manure pile outside Howell Farm's barn is starting to look a little oceanic, and it would be even bigger had Farmer Jeremy not embarked on some manure spreading sorties throughout the winter. Soon enough, however, manure mania will hit Howell Farm as our farmers put in some long days with pitchforks. The pile with shrink as load after load is deposited onto the nitrogen-hungry crop fields. Maggie the farm dog, if true to form, will follow the spreader and pluck the choicest pieces of flying manure out of the air.
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