Who stole my manure?


That we are in a period of crisis, this we have understood, but that even the crap of a cow has become a “safe haven” asset seems like science fiction to me… I am thinking contentiously in this way after having realized that in the high mountain manure pile, accumulated a year and a half ago, someone has subtracted a part. From the photo you can clearly see the signs of the bucket of some excavator that loaded up a few hundred kilograms. Of course it is that fabulous manure by now close to the state of humus, a very useful fertilizer to be used for improving the structure of the Langa terrain and it is certainly enviable for its special quality, but I never would have thought that someone would take the trouble to carry it away one autumn night in Langa.