Two years ago our wellie wearing family moved to the rolling wet hills of Mid Wales. We decided to grow our own fruit and veg, keep bees, poultry and build our own furniture with little or no experience.



This is our journey to the good life.







Thursday, 30 January 2014

Compost Crazy

The previous owners had left a manure pile in the corner of the garden, fast forward a couple of years and three greenhouses and a vegetable cage have sprung up around the big pile of poo which we now throw our chicken and general waste onto.

While it has started to rot down nicely readily providing compost for the beds the pile has also grown, not so much in height, but has started to creep across the garden devouring everything in its path.

One of the jobs that we've been meaning to get around to is creating some sort of compost bin to contain the mess. We'd have loved to make smart looking boxes out of pallets but the ones that we've managed to find are earmarked for another project. We didn't fancy spending our hard earned cash on more decent wood to simply stick a structure in a far flung corner where it would act as a worm hotel so we turned to a pile of bits left over from making the chicken pen and removing an old post and rail fence.

One afternoon later and I dug out the current lump, flattened the earth and got busy banging in some posts, add two spare pallets, chicken wire and a few nails and we've now got a double bin composter with removeable fronts for easy access. We've stuck our current rot back in and are now looking for some carpet to slam on top in order to help keep the pile warm and cosy.

  


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