A while ago, I commented on Facebook that when bananas start to die, you make banana bread. But when lettuce starts to die, nothing happens. Then some friends reminded me that dying lettuce could go to animals (don't have) or to the compost bin.
::sigh::
When we started packing up to move last March, I looked over at the compost tumbler. I'm not sure when the last time someone even touched the damn thing. Is it overridden with bugs? Am I brave enough to open it up, dump out its contents, and move it?
I was really leaning towards abandonment, but come the day of the move my "I can do this" attitude took over and I marched to the compost bin, unlatched it, and turned it upside down.
This is what fell out:
I was shocked. It was dark, it didn't smell, no bugs. It was perfect compost. Ish. There were some egg shells still hanging on for dear life. So it's true, if you let organic garbage sit around for three years undisturbed, it will turn to compost (just leave out the eggshells).
We ended up bringing the composter to our new home. I certainly haven't put anything in it, but it was not abandoned. It will continue to be a reminder of greater gardening dreams.
::sigh::
When we started packing up to move last March, I looked over at the compost tumbler. I'm not sure when the last time someone even touched the damn thing. Is it overridden with bugs? Am I brave enough to open it up, dump out its contents, and move it?
I was really leaning towards abandonment, but come the day of the move my "I can do this" attitude took over and I marched to the compost bin, unlatched it, and turned it upside down.
This is what fell out:
I was shocked. It was dark, it didn't smell, no bugs. It was perfect compost. Ish. There were some egg shells still hanging on for dear life. So it's true, if you let organic garbage sit around for three years undisturbed, it will turn to compost (just leave out the eggshells).
We ended up bringing the composter to our new home. I certainly haven't put anything in it, but it was not abandoned. It will continue to be a reminder of greater gardening dreams.
I have a corner of my yard I dump stuff it. I pretend its my compost pile. It's really not since I don't do anything there. But I pretend. :)
ReplyDeleteHey, nothing turns into something eventually...with egg shells.
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