I apologize for the delay… sometimes I feel like Labor Day winds up putting on more pressure than it relieves… Oh well, the abbreviated work week that follows is always welcome.
Alvaro, our roommate, and I debated about how we could compost… from the second story… without the stank… while having the bin as convenient as the trash can (if not more so). We don’t mind going the extra step to compost our food scraps outside, but we knew our guests would be more apt to do it if they were faced with the choice outright-- both receptacles right next to each other!
Here’s what we decided on:
- A 5-gallon bucket in the kitchen (sans worms), as accessible as the trash can. We leave the lid off when actively using it; close it when our grubbin’ is done. We continue adding newspaper to cut down on odor, but it never really gets stinky anyway, since we empty it every other day or so.
- The bucket’s contents get transferred to the downstairs vermicomposting bin. Every other week, we use an old screen to sift the processed compost (AKA worm shit) from the food scraps.
- We save the resulting rich fertilizer in a bucket for use in the garden all year round. If we create more than we can use, nearby friends and community gardens can take it off our hands.
- The recycling bin is a bigger version of the trash can (hand-me-downs from Alvaro’s parents). Richmond’s curbside recycling service occurs every two weeks, so we periodically transfer its contents downstairs to the large bin the city provided.
*Photos are a comin’ soon, sorry!
MIND MUNCHIES:
Do you compost?
If so, how? If not, what’s stopping you (living arrangements, etc.)?
Note: I will not be waging a Weekend Waste War for the blog this weekend... but fear not, the war continues...
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