December 23, 2008
I cleaned out my stove today and had some charcoal still in embers that I threw on to the manure pile (my bedding for the cows is old hay) along with the ash...after a walk down to the river to see its frozen expanse, watch the pheasants take flight from my intrusion and listen to Joni in my head singin "I wish I could skate away", I came back up to tuck in the cows. Well! My manure pile is smoldering and there is no stopping it. I piled on an icy snow cover...still smoldering...deep inside, like the peat bog fires that go on endlessly. I figure, oh well, its not my main compost; that is covered in its black gold agedness, all 13, handbombed, truck loads, and would never catch fire. So, perhaps I'm making biochar inadvertently. Its an interesting experiment.