At our house, we have been saying "Crappy Mother's Day". It seems the "C word" is a fav around here especially by Ridge but, let me finish. I have planted my garden and after the bounty of last year, I felt it was time to bring the A-game and put more money into this produce venture--I'm talking roadside stand if things go right. So, better soil would be a start, and what better way to improve the soil than with a composter. There it is, composter = crappy.
Let me go on to say that this isn't your usual stink box. This is a space ship to some (Ridge) or the Mother ship given the occasion for the gift.
This is really a fun thing, it just rolls on the base for easy rotation and, it can easily be rolled to the spot of your choice for rich lovely soil.
BONUS: The newspapers that I get 5 copies of on Sunday are great to balance the wet produce for the composter! I am so green!
2 comments:
You are so turning into your dad!
So green and so good! I admire you for taking the steps you have. And for what it's worth...if you want it, it's a good Mother's Day present in my book! :)
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