I compost. I find that it's a either you do or either you don't kind of thing. I need to do something with the proliferous grass cuttings during the summer. Besides, we have tough, clay soil. It needs all the help it can get. During the summer the compost pile mounds almost chest high under the wide maple tree. It's now Thanksgiving Day and I moved the compost pile today onto the garden - such that it is - the flowers on the north side of the pole barn, and the flowers to be on the west side of the pole barn. By spring it will all be good, rich, dirt.
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