For Christmas I received a tumbling composter. While I have a pile at home for yard waste, I’m terrible about bringing kitchen waste down there. So I asked for something small I can put on my deck.
I’m pretty stoked to put it into use; however, it’s presently frozen to the garage floor. We had one warm day and the water from the under carriages of our vehicles melted and froze the box and part of the contraption to the floor. I’m really hoping we get another warm day here soon so I can get it out of there.
Nonetheless, I hope the composter will help our family reduce our landfill bound output. After writing a story on a high school that changed it’s refuse practices, I’ve been set on the idea. We eat a lot of fruits and vegetables so I think it should have an impact.
I just have to get everyone in my house on board, which will be the harder task. I think my husband will be the hardest to convince because he generally wants to do the simplest task available. Even with the composter on the deck, I have a feeling getting him to open the door will take some convincing. (He’ll read that as nagging)
Writing about composting makes me a bit blue as spring is still a ways off. Winter takes too long.
To occupy my mind, I’ve been reading as much as time allows. My in-laws gave me the Serpent of Venice by Christopher Moore. I love Moore’s humor and he really is a true word smith. Serpent of Venice has been a fun, quick read and I would recommend it to anyone who enjoys a bit of bawdy humor.