Brown Thumbs

Mostly over being sick, Micah and I spent a chunk of the afternoon on the garden. First we drove out to a trash heap on the edge of town and picked up some surfacing stones to use as stepping stones and a drum from the inside of a dryer to put our compost pile in. Compost needs heat to breakdown, much of which is created by the decomposing plant matter, but we wanted to speed up the process and move the pile to a spot that got more sun. I scooped up the top layer of grass clippings and yard trimmings and raked leaves from our compost heap to put in the drum. I had looked at the pile and seen some plant matter and figured that it just hadn’t decomposed much. But two layers down and I was smiling for the rest of the day. The core of the pile was a rich, dark brown, earthy smelling, and coolest of all, warm to the touch. Our compost was working! Waste was successfully on its way to being useful fertilizer. Nature is so awesome. And now our compost will hopefully be even better. I even joined an online gardening forum to get compost and gardening/lawn maintenance advice. This will be the best yard ever. Hooray for us!