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Photo-a-Day  (Saturday, 23rd June, 2018)


A pile of horse muck in a Standish field.

Photo: Mick Byrne  (Panasonic TZ100)
Views: 2,664

Comment by: Poet on 23rd June 2018 at 00:02

Brilliant Mick. I doff my cap!

Comment by: Veronica on 23rd June 2018 at 00:18

I wouldn't mind a few shovel fulls of that lovely manure for my 'darling buds of May!'

Comment by: DTease on 23rd June 2018 at 00:19

There's nothing more likely to bring you good luck
Than a photo by Mick of a pile of horse muck!

Now where did I put that Lottery Ticket?

Comment by: Pat on 23rd June 2018 at 06:17

Ha Ha, made me smile anyway!

Comment by: Mick on 23rd June 2018 at 06:43

Technically the photo is of two piles of horse muck, the larger darker pile on the left is what is know as well rotted.

Comment by: Veronica on 23rd June 2018 at 06:50

Sounds like Dtease has been bitten by the 'bug'-
A dose of rhyming slang at the heart strings to tug...
There's only one thing to cure this disease,
A bump on the head,or a swift kick on the knees !

Comment by: Philip G. on 23rd June 2018 at 08:49

The open gate certainly leads the eye towards yon splendid pile of pulsating soil conditioner - 'bucket loads' been written about the stuff.

Comment by: DTease on 23rd June 2018 at 08:53

An update to an earlier poem

I sat upon mi barrow
In the middle of a Newburgh road
Waiting for a Cart horse to deposit me a load
I sat there all that live long day
But the Cart horse never came
Now I'm sitting by a Standish field
And hoping for the same
I still need it it for mi Roses
'Cos they're still not very fit.
And I'm still convinced that what they need
Is a barrow load of.....horse manure.

Comment by: A.W. on 23rd June 2018 at 09:57

Take deep breaths everybody, get some of this lovely country air ..

Comment by: Poet on 23rd June 2018 at 10:02

Delightful DTease,I have long admired that work.May I briefly restore a romantic tone with a verse called 'Skylarks'.

Over meadows yellowed in skies azure,
Above burnished fields of rape they wend
Like Apollos in the pollinated air,
Singing soprano in the sun they ascend
As flutes in heaven's orchestra.

Comment by: Philip G. on 23rd June 2018 at 11:31

V.B's cat is on the prowl, 'the bag' now quite unfurled
I've also heard it on the news; she's booked for Gardeners' World!

Comment by: Veronica on 23rd June 2018 at 11:59

Cometh the man,
cometh the hour,
Cometh Mick covered in manure!

Comment by: DTease on 23rd June 2018 at 12:17

It's good to know that you are such an expert when it comes to horse droppings Mick. I'm sure that, in the future if anyone has any trouble with their horse muck you will be the first person they think of.

Comment by: Poet on 23rd June 2018 at 13:27

I was originally seeking to write an amusing verse myself but couldn't think of anything to rhyme with 'doff cap'.

Comment by: Anne on 23rd June 2018 at 14:24

Pity we don't have smelly telly or pictures. Surprisingly, at the stage it's at there's no smell, just good stuff.

Comment by: Veronica on 23rd June 2018 at 15:14

On Gardener's World I'd love to guest on't telly-
No trouble at all to play catch the ball with Nigel and Nelly.
On Monty's cords I'd strike a match
Just as he straddles his cabbage patch,
His braces would ping,his shirt buttons would burst,his wellies would fly off his feet!
(Due to the infernal bubbling gas and heat.)
He'd tipple over twice and land in a trice -
On top of the muck-heap steaming,
Off I would go ,quick as a flash, a broad smile on my face beaming!

All because of Muck's Mick Heap!

Comment by: . Ozymandias . on 23rd June 2018 at 15:18

If you were homeless, potless and witless, two of which I'll own up to being, I'm not saying which two, and it was minus 12 degrees in January, you could dig a hole in that lot, climb inside, and you'd be nice and warm. I'm not saying it would have the same appeal of course as a room at the ' Raffles ', but it would probably be a sight better than some of the transport digs that I've had the dubious pleasure of patronising over the years.
I've just typed the verification code rykyq into the box, and I daren't tell you what the predictive text has come up with. I have no means of preventing anyone from trying it for themselves of course.

Comment by: Ken R on 23rd June 2018 at 16:50

They have stopped people from trespassing with the well placed "horse muck" or is it just BS.

Comment by: Ron D on 23rd June 2018 at 16:58

Mick takes pictures of what he sees not what he's seen,he doesn't emulate others.

Comment by: Julie on 23rd June 2018 at 17:11

Mick , what a great credit you are to WW .
The huge amount of pictures you have put on , always creates discussion, debate, and interest , which is the heart of any open forum .The fact , like others , you take the time , will always hold great merit with me . Well done Mick and Thankyou

Comment by: Philip G. on 23rd June 2018 at 19:41

V.B's there! she's done the first, we'll see the show next week.
Then see her holding Nigel's paw, and beckon Nellie, sleek.

Comment by: Alan on 24th June 2018 at 07:24


Comment by: Veronica on 24th June 2018 at 09:44

Very limited vocabulary has Alan. Seems to still enjoy Horlicks though.

Comment by: Poet on 26th June 2018 at 13:15

Someone recommended I put some of this on my Rhubarb but I was most disappointed. Think I'll stick to custard in future!

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