I love the arrival of spring, except for this one thing: the ubiquitous stink of new mulch everywhere. I lack words for how much I loathe the way it smells. I think I’d prefer if they fertilized everything with cow manure. Why does it smell so bad? What’s the magic ingredient of suck that goes into mulch to make it so repugnant? Fresh mown grass? Fantastic. Sawdust? To a woodworker like me, it smells like home.
Mulch? I am certain that’s what Satan’s armpits smell like after a long day of tormenting souls in on of the hotter parts of Hades. On the day he forgot his anti-persperant.
This post appeared in its original form at DC Metblogs