- published: 29 May 2016
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Loam is soil composed of sand, silt, and clay in relatively even concentration (about 40-40-20% concentration respectively). Loam soils generally contain more nutrients and humus than sandy soils, have better drainage and infiltration of water and air than silty soils, and are easier to till than clay soils.
Loam is considered ideal for gardening and agricultural uses because it retains nutrients well and retains water while still allowing excess water to drain away. Loam is found in a majority of successful farms in regions around the world known for their fertile land. Loam soil feels soft and crumbly and is easy to work over a wide range of moisture conditions.
There are different types of loam soils, each with slightly different characteristics, with some draining liquids more efficiently than others. Different proportions of sand, silt, and clay give rise to the different types of loam soils: sandy loam, silty loam, clay loam, sandy clay loam, silty clay loam, and loam. A soil dominated by one or two of the three particle size groups can behave like loam if it has a strong granular structure, promoted by a high content of organic matter. However, a soil that meets the textural definition of loam can lose its characteristic desirable qualities when it is compacted, depleted of organic matter, or has clay dispersed throughout its fine-earth fraction.[clarification needed]
Three white cars passed me by,
I could see the clouds
In their windshields.
Three white stars in a twilight sky,
And now that
The clouds are gone
I see,
One more that catches my eye,
I see,
Into the heart of the sky,
I see,
Something I tasted long ago
That was coming back to me
Come back.
I remember you reminded me
Of the subtleties
The little things that make your day
And the rain moves on
As the tide rolls in
In just a few days I'll still be here,
But you'll be far
Far away.
So one last time I hold you near
And save the hero
For another day
I remember you reminded me
Of the subtleties
The little things that make your day
And the rain moves on
As the tide rolls in
And the distance between us
Wouldn't seem so long
If we knew that one of those birds
Still left up in the sky
Gave a cry as he witnessed
One of those moments that you and I
Both look at the stars in the twilight sky
And count ONE, TWO, THREE
And one more that catches my eye
I remember you reminded me
Of the subtleties
The little things that make your day
And the rain moves on
As the tide rolls in