This morning, it was chilly in a nice way, the kind of early cool with the promise of a warm day to come. Perfect for the jobs I had planned in the garden.
Although the wind was a bit stronger than I would have liked it and kept blowing the lighter contents of the bin about as I took them out, I certainly got my week’s worth of load-bearing exercise.
The first job was to fill up the tomato pot I’d put goji berry branches in the other week, first with bokashi and then almost finished compost from the bin. I’m not a fan of container gardening but I might as well use the container while I continue putting all the permanent plants I want in the ground.
The biggest job, after that, was to move the compost heap for what I hope is the last time. It’s a heavy, messy, time-consuming job and I hope increasingly to use the chop and drop method of improving soil fertility. However, here I am with half-made compost and it would be nice to have some to top up the raised bed when the time comes.
If I don’t use a compost heap in the future, I will need to rethink what to do with clothes which are no longer wearable – but compostable. Well, which are in part compostable, as I got quite a bit of plastic out of the bin when I moved it. Yes, makes clothes stretchy but how much do we really need it?
As an addendum to this post, I’ve just read an article in The Independent which states that many till receipts contain BPA. So, no more receipts in the compost bin.
I wrote a blog post some years ago about how many till receipts I was accumulating. At the time, I was shocked for the trees but now I am even more disturbed. The world doesn’t become a better place, does it? At least, when I pay cash I don’t normally need a receipt, although I think they often still get printed out.