A phrase often used by my grandmother. Over the past week it applied to my use of a large Rubbermaid container, a nylon tie-down and brute force to move manure from the paddock down to the compost pile. The snow is simply too deep to push a wheelbarrow, and I am simply too conscientious to allow the manure to pile up. This is the result:
Considering how many animals we work hard to feed and house you would think that one or two of them would be helpful for this kind of thing, but there were no volunteers.