THE HILLS ARE ALIVE...

…With the smell of cow poop…the farmers are applying "fertilizer" to their fields this week.  It smells just like Iowa!  (when the wind blows from the direction of the pig farms).  On our first sunny, warm day, we opened up the apartment to get some fresh air.  It is wonderful-we can open the whole back with a huge sliding door, and we have a french door opening to a terrace on the front of the apartment, so we can get a great cross breeze!  It felt so refre-….wait, what IS that smell???  Our "letting in the fresh" air idea backfired in a major way.  We were happy to hear that the wind doesn't blow from that direction too often…phew!  or rather, pee-ew