Not to get too sappy, but there is nothing like driving back to the Midwest, and nothing smells better than cow shit. Why cow shit? Easy. I grew up with it--not that I grew up on a farm or anything, but the smell was never very far off. In Jersey, at least where I live, towns are asses to elbows, and livestock is not the driving economic commodity, so it's rare to smell manure unless you're putting down some mulch, but even that is not nearly the same. So when I get to smell pure unadulterated cow manure instead of exhaust, it's a real pleasure, especially when it's a sure sign post that I am getting closer to the people I love and miss, very few of whom actually smell like cow shit.
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