Oh thank God: the compost monster at my house has been slain.

Before

After
Well…damn. I guess I forgot to take a good after picture. You can tell it’s not there in the top right corner of this photo.

I got it all churned up and distributed into my two compost bins (see previous post), pouring some nasty expired beer throughout every other layer to get things cooking.

Of course, I waited until it was 90 degrees and 60 percent humidity, but this is why some genius invented ice cold lemonade. I drank a lot of lemonade today.

Something I’m trying not to think about: I have no idea what I’m going to do with 100 lbs of compost.