Those of you who have had to rehab large tracts of land know what I’m talking about…turkey litter. It’s the fertilizer of choice here for pasture land (did you know Missouri was the #2 producer of cattle in the nation? Nope? We didn’t either…) and it’s worth it’s weight in stinky gold.
We have asked every single human that we have come into contact with for connections. I even stopped by the local Ag Extension today and asked if they had a hook up for litter and/or topsoil and oddly both of these ladies looked at me like I was on crack. While we have found Missourians to be absolutely warm and lovely people, they don’t give up the good stuff to “ferners” (You know-people from Texas) quite so easily. Finally someone shared the helpful nugget that it is actually more profitable for these poop producers (aka large poultry farms) to ship it up north than to sell it to their neighbors. Huh.
So, to The Bing I go…I have discovered some local (local being companies within 200 miles) providers and intermediaries. I’ve sent messages to several of them, all in Sheldon’s name (because that post on good old boy mysogeny is for another day) and now we just wait. For poop. That we have to pay for. What a life.