A steaming hot pile of compost.
I have come to realise there is quite an art to producing a good compost pile, but I think I have finally got it!
Yesterday, when I went out and performed the once weekly ritual of turning the pile of weeds, grass clippings, vege scraps.....there it was....steam!
And when I plunged my hand into the epicentre of this great pile.....it was decidedly 'hot'
I have been making compost for a number of years now.....but never with such success as my latest pile.
Admitedly I took a lot more care with this one. I did it in layers (like they tell you in the book....when all else fails, read the book
I started with some ash from a spent fire (I don't know why I did that.....something told me it might be a good idea!) and then I spent a morning sorting out the great pile of tree branches, weeds and mess that I had been piling up for a few weeks.
No more throwing whopping great weeds onto the heap and expecting them to mulch down after a few months.....everything was chopped up into smaller pieces and then layered onto the pile, with grass clippings and a bit of blood and bone sprinkled liberally through. All the fallen leaves from last autumn were added (our Autumn is March, April,May).
Oh joyous day!.....after only a few weeks of building this compost, it's now cooking up beautifully.