Showing posts with label compost. Show all posts
Showing posts with label compost. Show all posts

Sunday, 24 February 2008

Busy Saturday (Part 3, final chunk)

At last, all our visitors had gone and our poor scared cats could come back out of the woodwork, and Douglas and I could relax.

D went up to kill things on the computer (he plays an online game called World of Warcraft)

I went into the garden to riddle some compost. When we moved in, we created a heap in a corner of our veg patch, and now, about a year or so later, it was time to see how it had done.



The other day I purchased a black plastic dustbin (like those before wheelie bins came in) and having made some lovely two-penny sized holes in the bottom, took it out into the garden to become our holder of riddled compost.


I think I spent two hours out there, and by the time i had finished, I had nearly a bin full of really beautiful compost!! There were, of course sticks and bits of egg shell that need more time, and some stones etc to be pulled out, but the strangest thing were some objects I can only describe as "Tea bag ghosts" All the used leaves of tea had gone, just leaving a whispy bag left amongst the soil



I phoned my older brother John (aka Compost John) to ask about these "shell of teabag" things as I have never come across this sort of thing before. He told me they are made of plastic, and the only thing to do is to put them in the bin for landful/burning.

Im going to find out which tea bag companies make paper tea bags, and we will try and use them in future. I don't like Tea Bag Ghosts in my compost!!!!!

I extracted Douglas from the house, and he planted his chilli seeds in tiny little pots to keep warm in the house. Hes very excited, having got about 4 varieties to try!

After a busy day, we had a quiet evening and not too much of a late night.