May was when Daniel plotted and schemed (with a little help from the Australian organic gardening magazine Lynette got me a subscription to) and built me a fabulously fabulous compost bin for my black gold.
He started with some posts:
They're untreated cedar, rather than jarrah, but have the same kind of last forever properties. And they're untreated so we don't have arsenic and god knows what else in the way of toxic junk leaching into the compost.
Then there was some post hole digging, some corrugated tin, some nails, some hammering and sawing, a fair bit of swearing, and a rest or two:
And now for the unveiling... I should probably confess that I also have a Tumbleweed (made in Australia!) compost tumbler that I will continue to use, but I need to leave it out of this story for dramatic reasons that I hope will soon be clear.
My composting abilities went from this:
To THIS:
Daniel even numbered each set of slats for the front (one hole, two holes, three holes) so they will fit properly when they get removed and replaced. How cool is that?!
Not only do I think it's the most handsome compost bin in the entire Treasure Valley, but I think I can safely say that it's the only one made with corrugated tin. It's not a popular building material here, which for some reason made it cheaper than some of the other options we had.
Needless to say, Daniel is very proud of himself and I am thrilled silly to have such a capable man in my life.
Awesome!! Way to go Daniel :)
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