So I did my compost turning earlier this week. Messy job, but I’m glad I did it. It was too wet, though, so I’m looking for anyone in the area who wants to donate their grass clippings. My compost was way too wet, and I recognize it’s because I have neglected the dry ingredient part of the equation. Composting is like magic though. Despite my neglect, I still got two large bins of black gold out of the wet mess that took over my compost bin. Nature’s on it, even when I’m not.
Witness, below (last photo), the persistent wild onion that thrives despite its unwantedness. I swear I’m starting to truly admire these pesky buggers.