I've been meaning to set up a compost been for a million years, but at our old home the prospect of a move was always looming on the horizon, so we held off. I always thought I'd do one of those tumblers just because it seemed the easiest to keep up without ending up with a rotting mess on your hands and having your neighbors hate you. After some research and polling of a local online parenting group I belong to, I decided that the tumbler was not for us and focused instead on a regular old open compost bin, or a worm bin which can be kept inside.
About this same time, Elliot's class had a unit on recycling and they had a worm bin in their class. One of his teachers made it look so easy and sort of fun too, so we decided to start with a worm bin. Last week we drove out to the headquarters of wormwoman.com (who knew I lived in the epicenter of vermiculture?) and bought our bin and little wrigglers.
The next day we raided our neighbor's recycle bins until we had 7 pounds of newspaper and then shredded it...
...added a little dirt, a little water and then our new wriggly pets. Elliot decided to add them one by one (there were probably a thousand of them) but who am I to argue with an activity that keeps him happily busy for a long time?
We then added our first batch of worm food (our kitchen scraps) and then placed the whole bin in the basement. Now we are on our way to worm poop, which can be applied to our garden. Sounds lovely, doesn't it?
For a DIY version, there was nice simple one in the March 2007 Martha Stewart made by drilling holes in a white IKEA plastic bin. We were having a hard time making it to IKEA and I got impatient and just bought our bin locally. I do like to support businesses that are promoting a more natural approach to gardening anyway. The worm bin I bought can be found here, and the most lovely open compost bin I've seen is here. That one may make an appearance at a later date.
We've been adding to our fairy garden, thanks so much for all of the great recommendations! And a little book fairy stopped by, actually the owner of our fabulous local children's bookstore dropped off a few books, including Fairy Houses...Everywhere that was a great source of inspiration for Elliot. We'll post some photos soon.
Elliot went back into business this week selling some potted lilies that the former owner of our home left in the garden. It was slow going, but then he sold them all to one person who is going to use them for a lily garden at a church downtown. He's becoming quite the entrepreneur.
On a totally unrelated note, what a weird week, right? I have to say both Farrah and Michael Jackson were major parts of my childhood, so I am a little sad to see them gone. Both sort of heartbreaking stories, really.