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Photo-a-Day  (Saturday, 6th June, 2020)

Muck Mountain


Muck Mountain
Nothing can compare with the heady aroma of a mountain of manure steaming gently under a warm Spring sun, especially when it's accompanied by a mass choir of a million buzzing flies. Red Rock Lane, Haigh.

Photo: Dennis Seddon  (Sony DSC-WX200)
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Comment by: Walt(Nth Yorkshire) on 6th June 2020 at 07:12

Dennis, I was tempted to say this is a crap picture but --- its a great photo, keep them coming !!

Comment by: Mick on 6th June 2020 at 07:54

Farm muck never used to smell as bad as it does now a days.
Another thing whats different in the countryside, are cow pats, at one time you could pick up a dry one and skim it but not now because it seem all the cows have diarrhea.

Comment by: Fred Mason on 6th June 2020 at 08:07

What a crappy photo..!!

Well done, Dennis. An interesting change. What a brave man you are.

Comment by: irene roberts on 6th June 2020 at 08:33

The beauty of photos is that you can't actually smell what you are looking at! Because of that, I like this one very much. I like the gate and the wild flowers and the distant view.

Comment by: Veronica on 6th June 2020 at 10:51

What a muck heap, it's a good job we can't smell from a photo... Still as the saying goes .. "muck for luck"!
I remember a terrible smell a couple of years ago that some farmer was responsible for and the smell travelled for miles! I gave me a really bad headache.

Comment by: Poet on 6th June 2020 at 11:05

A rich sweet earthy aroma . A swirling track and a five bar gate to sit on awhile. Pure bliss.
' Blessed are they who see beautiful things in humble places where other people see nothing' . Camille Pissarro.

Comment by: David Barker on 6th June 2020 at 11:06

Wait till they disturb it, to spread it on the fields, shut your windows LOL.
Unusual one Dennis, but should get some interesting comments, LOL.

Comment by: Dennis on 6th June 2020 at 11:19

I’ll have you know Mick, when me and my brothers were babes in arm our Mam would take us down to a local midden and have us take deep breaths because she said “ it’ll put hairs on your chests” and, what’s more some years later she did the same thing for her grandchildren and you couldn’t find a finer set of upstanding, hairy chested young ladies anywhere in Lancashire!

If any of my family are reading this, please don’t get offended as I haven’t recovered from the last broken arm yet.

Comment by: Garry on 6th June 2020 at 11:22

Very nice photo, is the house to the far left known as "Glassbrook Cottage" or am I a million miles away?

Comment by: Dennis on 6th June 2020 at 13:20

Glassbrook as been altered a good deal over recent years Garry and, for me, it as lost a lot of it's charm. But, beauty is in the eye of the beholder as they say.

Comment by: Mick on 6th June 2020 at 14:24

I like the big bedroom window thats been put on the side and back of Glassbrook farm.
Sometimes if you coming up from Red Rock bridge and the light is on in the bedroom you can see a bonnie looking women moving about

Comment by: Veronica on 6th June 2020 at 14:30

I wouldn't mind a couple of shovels full for my two rose bushes! They would love it....

Comment by: Chef Pierre on 6th June 2020 at 16:00

If out on a country walk and you are wanting a brew or to cook and can't find wood, voila, you can then use those dried cow pats as fuel to boil your kettle or heat your billy.

Comment by: Edna on 6th June 2020 at 16:27

Veronica, your comment reminded me of when we went out with a shovel after two horses had been passed,shoveling it up for the garden 1969.The crazy things we did.

Comment by: Philip Gormley. on 6th June 2020 at 16:40

The late Geoffrey Smith wondered why smokers didn't smoke it considering the cost of tobacco. And as this mountain looks more-flake than it does slurry, I guess there won't be too-much of a problem stinkwise. Whatever, I know of no one offended by the nutty aroma of Cow Parsley.

Comment by: Veronica on 6th June 2020 at 17:45

I remember very well horse muck deposits in the cobbled streets Edna. Not many had gardens though where we lived. The only tree I recall was In Mrs Baron's back yard next door to us.... I thought they were 'posh' because of that tree!

Comment by: Edna on 6th June 2020 at 22:07

It was when we moved into our first home, in BlackRod Veronica.So there were plenty of field's around.x

Comment by: janet on 7th June 2020 at 15:14

anyone want a framed print

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