I’ve not had time to move the compost bin before today – or maybe I’ve just been procrastinating. And I can see why. Or rather I could smell why!
I’ve not had a smelly compost bin before now, unless my olefactory nerves have simply improved. However, I’m hoping that there will be less of the anaerobic activity now that the material within has been turned.
As I was moving the contents from one part of the garden to the next, I started to wonder if I could give up making compost in this sense. It’s a lot of work and for what gain?
I don’t want to mulch, as I’m not keen on more anaerobic activity. That said, if I just leave branches and leaves to rot in situ am I not creating an anaerobic environment on top of the soil anyway? Besides, out the front, I’m not sure I’m keen on too much rotting going on.
Well, the jury’s out for the time being. The blackbirds have been having such fun picking through and turning over the remnants of the compost this afternoon and I do have about 50 litres of it in the finishing off bin, which I will do something with.
Aside from ruminations about compost, I was charmed to see the anemones in flower. I can’t even remember if there were any last year. Whether or not they will stay in the back garden or be moved to the front of the house, I don’t know. Right now, I’m glad to have a bit of colour appearing by the apple tree.