On our lovely cooling Saturday evening we were planning for a steak drizzled with butter hot off the BBQ. But alas, the cooling air also brought an eye-watering stench of an agricultural neighbour spreading intensive animal effluent. Cripes, even a cat has the decency to dig a hole, poop into it, and cover it up. Nope, the unholy stink drove us inside, the steak goes in the freezer to await better air in November after freeze-up.
So, instead of enjoying “Better Buy Alberta”, we put salmon in the oven. Ka-ching, Ka-ching says the salmon harvester.
If effluent spreaders do not use the common sense of a cat, then expensive legislated, draconian rules will dictate where, when, and how you utilize a valuable soil nutrient when it is properly buried in the soil, NOT sprayed in the air.
recovered pig farmer