Doesn’t get more exciting than this. Seriously.
So there you have it. You wake up one morning, stuff yourself stupid with lime and poppyseed pancakes, then think (or maybe even say out loud) “ZOMG my backyard needs a compost bin!” and immediately procure and erect same. I don’t even like gardening, but when M pointed out that composting all our kitchen scraps […]
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