Neighbor A has a horse stable and spreads manure on their field. Neighbor B dislikes the scent and wants it to stop, regardless of how this would affect neighbor A’s life, buisness, and livelihood.

Why does this interest me? Well, the story is from my old hometown newspaper, which I check up on online now and then ’cause I miss living there. Why am I writing this? ‘Cause I lived for 13 years next to a field that had manure spread on it every spring and you know what? If you wanna live out in the country, there are some things you just gotta deal with. You can’t have all the happy, picturesque, lovin’ the nature vibes without dealing with the reality that you live near actual, functional, down and dirty *farms*.

Personally, I think farms are wonderfull and beautiful. They are also a lot of hard work and yup – they got odors. If neighbor B is unwilling to deal wih this, they should look around for a place which is more picturesque and less real. Why am I so upset? Because in the last 20 years real, functional farms in Sussex county have been going the way of the dodo. Farmers die and the kids don’t want to continue the buisness, bad economy forces some to fold, selling off acerage for subdivisions is more profitable… etc….

I have watched fields and pastures turned into surburban tracts and it shreds my heart every time I go home. And then the middle class twanks who move in want their nature *sanitized*?

Angry now.