Monday, January 24, 2011

Snow on snow on snow

Do you compost in the winter?  Some years I've decided to just forget it, because I'm so bad about taking the compost out: going out in the cold, trekking through knee-deep snow, the lid being frozen on the bin...  But this year I decided to try something different.  I decided to keep a mini-bin outside the basement door where it can remain in frozen state until emptied into the larger bin (where it will start truly composting in the spring).  This would mean fewer trips to the Earth Machine, and make taking out the compost a pretty easy task. 

Surprisingly (?) the compost still sits on the counter longer than it ought to. And I think I need a larger mini-bin.
Because it's full, and, well, WHERE is the real compost bin?

One more picture, since I named the blog Raspberry Cello.  Here are my raspberry canes.  They volunteered along the chain link fence. When our house was built our neighbours had raspberries on the other side, instead of the cedar trees there now.  I thought I'd move the volunteers to a proper row, so I could pick from both sides.  You can see them between those posts.  But I never could dig out all the ones along the fence, and some which were moved didn't live long and prosper.  So we now have a little here and a little there. They don't look like much now, but just wait. We are due for a large crop of Spartan apples from that tree in October, too.
I took these pictures yesterday.  Today it is snowing again.  Maybe I'll just start a second winter bin outside the basement door.


  1. Who can name the song quoted in the title of this post?

  2. Okay, I admit it - I made them up. I only imagined that they were part of "In the Bleak Mid-winter". The actual words are: Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow. But there are FIVE NOTES for the 2nd "snow on snow" so in my head all Christmas season, when listening to an instrumental version, I had "snow on snow on snow" happening. If Christina Rossetti had been writing with the intention of setting it to Gustav Holst's tune, I'm sure she would have written it that way!