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Originally Posted by pshrynk
I think I know why the turkeys love it, if you keep putting food down for them...  |
You bastiche. You
know I had to go back several times to check what I'd written (and I'd already done so several times while
writing it). Ironically, I think they see the "humus" as food (or at least as a set table).
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Originally Posted by Sweetpea
We live on heavy sea clay. And the only humus can be found in the parts where there have been a lot of fertilization done (mostly horse manure). That's why we started to use those wood chips, you can actually walk in the garden (aka not the grassy field) without growing with every step...
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In the following picture, I live just around the other side of the hill on the right-hand side:
(Note, the beach is much nicer than this - this was specifically taken after some storm-surge)
It's all forested sand, and there's no real ground-cover other than thin humus. Weeds grow in gardens (and the National Park), but most of them have a fight on their hands, since the undergrowth and trees suck most of the life out of the soil. There are some weeds that are persistent though...but I'm equally persistent, and between me and the scrub turkeys uprooting them all the time, they tend to give up. Incidentally, two baby turkeys have taken refuge in our gardens, and can be heard scratching away at the ground. They're not pretty...they're sort of like "ugly ducklings", but instead of growing up into "beautiful swans" they grow up into uglier turkeys.
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Originally Posted by ShortNCuddlyAm
In a strange typical-role-reversal I'm trying to persuade the yeti that I do have too many shoes, whilst he tries to persuade me to buy these
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What are you waiting for, Am? They're ga-roovy, baby. You be stylin' in them.
Cheers,
Marc