the smell of the countryside

I grabbed a quick bike ride this morning, while Anniemay had her on-line yoga class.  Quick because rain was forecast.

The farmer had stopped to open a gate to an adjacent field.  The smell coming from the trailer didn't hit me at first and then - wow!  It's heady stuff.  

It took me back, for some reason, to my childhood.  The rag and bone man had a horse-drawn trailer and every time he came down the street, dads would run out with buckets and shovels eager to scoop up the prized droppings for their roses.