Friday, 22 November 2019
my day at home

I had big compost sifting plans for today.

When I tackled bin three, as planned, I found the compost almost unbearably cold to sift.


I got this far with some rough sifting…
…before my hands ached too much to continue.
Giving up, I decided to shift some plants into my new cold frame and pot up a few cuttings and then, just as I was about to return to the house and a book, the weather warmed enough to get on with the sifting.
Jazmin supervised.





I used the rough mulch along some edges by the fire circle, where I had expanded garden beds in the late summer.
Bin three is now ready to receive a batch of fall clippings.
Allan’s day at the port
Allan got a midmorning call for help from Jenna. Going to the rescue with our garden loppers, he found her at a gear shed near the boatyard, battling to undo a vine-entangled net.

Jessie’s Fish Company had donated the net for some sort of Crab Pot Christmas decorations. After some of the ivy had been clipped off, a Jessie’s fork lift driver helped to drag the net open.
A nice large piece was then cut off for decorating purposes.
Because neither Jenna nor Allan felt hungry enough for a lavish reward, they split a burger at Salt Pub.
When Allan returned from his day, he positioned a new plant table for me, one that we had found in the free wood pile near the boatyard.
My reward for my unexpectedly productive afternoon:
I had an evening of reading an enjoyable novel about an aspergian man. It is the first of a trilogy. The library only has the first, so interlibrary loans will ensue.
“600 Hours of Edward” looks like an excellent read.–I looked at its reviews. Maybe it’s one I need to read too. Your compost is wonderful. I’m filled with compost envy! Seriously.
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It was a good read indeed.
I won’t have as much compost if/when we retire. I bring lots of clean debris home from work. One reason to keep working. Maybe I will specialize in fall clean up. Or late winter clean up, better for birds.
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Admire your perseverence, too cold here to try and turn frozen compost! I can imagine the hard work that would have gone into shifting and untangling that net.
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I admire your perseverance, too cold here to turn compost! Can imagine the hard work that went into shifting and untangling that net.
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I can’t even untangle a necklace so I was really impressed.
We have had a hard freeze now and the compost is icy! By hard I mean down to 28C!!
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A promising looking mug of tea.
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