I have been working very hard on the garden and at my job and it has left me stretched thin. So, I am working on having themed days for consistency in scheduling so we can discuss all kinds of nifty things in the comments.
I do my very best to post every day, but circumstances have made this difficult at times.
An unglamorous project I have been working on is a compost heap. I contacted my friend Dustin who mows lawns for a living and asked him to drop off a pickup truckload of grass clippings. He was happy to accommodate as sometimes he has to pay a fee to dispose of them.
I added this hot compost to my pile. It was about 120F 49C in the center of this pile, almost enough to burn bare skin. Biological activity causes this and it stinks very badly. It was time to mix it in alternation layers with the free straw I obtained from Widefield Investment Group. I would leave a link, but they are actually very private about their dealings with the public and do not have one. This resulted in a pretty sizable urban compost pile.
I did this Wednesday morning and went to work. I worked all day and when I checked the compost heap, it smelled like a zoo! Clearly, it was awful.
To alleviate smell and properly compost, there needs to be a 2:1 to 3:1 ratio of browns and greens.
Browns are dried grasses, wood, sawdust, leaves, ect. Greens are things like grass clippings, leftover food, vegetables rinds and peelings.
This mix of carbons and nitrogen makes an excellent amendment to the soil after it breaks down.
As I went to add additional straw to the compost heap, I noticed my neighbor, Natasha looking at me with Justin, her nephew. I said hello and made small talk as I tried to get the smell down.
We talked about everything but the compost heap and I went inside. After talking to my Beloved and enjoying chicken tacos,
I determined that if I were my neighbor, I would be a little concerned about the smell of the compost. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
It was Natasha and her Nephew! Apologies quickly came to mind and I scrambled for words. None was necessary. They had baked us a Russian apple pie!
I have never had this interpretation of an apple pie in my life! My family agrees that it was not only out of this world, but out of this country for flavor, texture, and consistency! This was truly amazing and I am appreciative of a neighbor like Natasha!