…but it’s gonna grow some plants!
Leo writes:
Went fishing for a few days at Lake Harding just north of Columbus. We got about 35 catfishes. All the guts and all the leftovers from camping went to our garden!Â
Looks nasty now but it will grow nice produce! Compost Everything and Compost Your Enemies!Â
He attached this picture:
That’s going to make that area amazing for a long time.
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I will keep you posted on how it goes! Last year we buried deer guts and deer skins from the animals we hunted. We also buried several wild boars . The Collard Greens that grew in those beds this year are absolutely amazing. Maybe with a hint of bacon flavor!
Love your reading list!! Have you read Bought with Blood by Derek Prince? I am really enjoying this book right now.
I have not read that one.
Look at all that fertility! When I first met my neighbors that are avid fishers they looked at me like it was nuts when I wanted all the fish guts from their fishing spoils. Now they are keeping them too! I also bury deer and hog guts when my buddies give me them from hunting. Never miss a chance to add fertility to your land. After years of gardening in the yard you can literally see the uptick in general fertility in the grass and weeds around your planting beds or potted plants etc from the runoff of fertilizing over time. Lush!
That is awesome
I’ve heard it said that from an ecological standpoint, that soil health is the basis of life and fertility. As your soil health grows, and fertile layers in the soil grow, the amount of plants it can support grows. Eventually you can only grow so many plants, so nature spreads her bounty upwards and outwards and begins to support animal life. And animal life is essentially the “mobile batteries” of the nature/fertility world. In the end, that “upward and outward” energy will come back to the soil and recharge the system. So you are basically bringing lots of ecological batteries to “recharge” your soil.
Very good explanation.
I agree with Derrick! Since I was very young and we went crabbing, and ran trot lines, shad fishing… and raised most of our meats we… Well, dad buried all the spoils near the compost/manure piles and dug that up for the garden also. I have not been able to find tomatoes that tasted as I remember eating as a kid. Methinks it was the vast array of “fertilizer” used as much as the type of tomato…
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