Q: What’s the one thing you hope other people never say about you?
A: The possibilities are many and various! Following a task set by the WordPress tutors as part of the Blogging 101 course, I’ve been delving through the toolkit and have decided that possibly the worst insult that could be hurled at me, as a gardener, is:
“She doesn’t know how to compost!”
Maybe I sound like a drama queen, but the fact is that the basis of good gardening practice anywhere in the world is getting the soil right. Feed the soil and you nourish the plants now and in the future. Feed the plants and the chances are that you go for quick results and neglect the soil. No chance of building a lasting legacy that way!
Ratio of green:brown? Addition of yeast solution advisable or not? Leave to fester (sorry – to gently break down), or turn regularly with a fork? Measure the temperature within, or just consign the heap to the bin/box/wire enclosure and hope for the best? To bokashi or not to bokashi?
The questions are endless but, in the end, the solution – if that’s not too touchy a word when a heap so easily turns to gunk – is probably just to get the ratio of green to brown right (1:3 or more if at all possible, which it rarely is in my garden) and then leave the whole darn thing to mind its own business for 6 months. Then take off the lid, saying a prayer as you do, and….
I leave the blank for you to fill in. I reserve the right to politely skim over my past attempts, ignoring the disasters, and too reserved to trumpet the victory – note the singular here! Compost, you see, is one of those subjects that simply isn’t discussed in polite society. So any comments about my capacity to make it are clearly out of order.