Letting Life Lead
Tired of the garden posts yet? No matter, here is an update anyway!
I turned the compost today. It was not super hot in the middle, but it was fairly warm and there is definite decomposition going on. I forgot to take a picture of the center before I began rebuilding. You can see the leaves have turned quite dark, and the dark green, moist grass is matted in some places. There is definite bug life on the outer surfaces too. It stank in a few isolated pockets, but over all it has no smell not even with the rotten kitchen scraps.
The result pile is back to about waist high. I expect this will take longer than the promised three weeks because my leaves are whole not shredded.
More from the garden:
writing, traveling, and tap dancing around town.
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Warden of Words // Shaper of Stories
Bewitching Journey of Words to Meaning
This is the story of building a cottage , the people and the place. Its a reminder of hope and love.
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