Well, we are still here in Kentucky ^____^ The house is on the market now, though, officially. We decided to go with a realtor. We’ve only had one viewing so far, so it’s pretty slow-going. All in divine timing, as they say. Anyways. About a week or so ago I did something silly, which resulted in my 30-gallon bin, full-to-the-brim with several months’ worth of food scraps, falling over. It broadcasted quite the stench and there was no way this bin was going to be lifted back up to standing. Too heavy!
So I covered it up with straw and grass clippings that evening, and the next morning built that compost pile I’ve been putting off. Of course that day was when our realtor sent a photographer to take professional photos of our property! She was to arrive at 11am so I started building this pile at sunrise :D. It was actually a pleasurable time to do it, it wasn’t cold, wasn’t hot, the birds were singing and keeping me company, the sunshine slowly pouring in from behind the hills. Sure, it didn’t smell so great, but it’s always that way in the beginning. And I ain’t squeamish. After just a few days, this mini mountain of last season’s chicken bedding + our food scraps + rainwater will smell like the earth, my absolute fav smell. And a few more days later it’ll be ready to grow a garden in. Sadly this year, it won’t be my garden. But a garden nonetheless. Perhaps the birds will sow some seeds in it if no humans do.