I totally get it. I used to own a house with the perfect patch behind the garage for a raised bed organic garden, and it was glorious. Of course, I had a big compost pile that I was really proud of.

Twice a year, I would go out to horse farm country, and get a big truck bed full of horse manure. I'd spread it on all the beds in the fall, and the rest in the compost pile, and let it rot over the winter. In the Spring, I'd mix another batch of manure with the compost, and turn it into the top foot or so.

That garden produced so much produce, and quickly. I would lay in bed at light and listen the rain, knowing it was giving my garden and my compost pile a deep-soaking. It's weird how proud we can be of a pile of decomposing organic material.