Saturday, April 25, 2009

Heather and the Compost Pile. Part One.

Meet Heather.



Meet Heather's Gourds.



Heather is a valued member of our staff. She is one of our floor managers and a driving force behind the delicious food that comes out of Gingersnaps.

Heather also worked in our Garden Centre and has a garden of her own, where she grew these gourds. Heather's smart. She's with it. She's pretty earthy. Just today she brought beautiful bouquets of Pussy Willows for the tables in Gingersnaps. Last fall she brought jars of her very own homemade salsa. That she canned herself! Heather cans!

But she doesn't compost.
She informed me of this fact just last week when we were driving to the market, sparking some interesting conversation about the subject.

Thus sparked my mission to get Heather to compost this gardening season. To kick off my mission, I will post a series of compelling stories on composting, thus inspiring Heather to begin the practice in her own yard.

And if she's not composting by... let's say the end of May... then... we'll use this blog to publicly shame her.

You hear that, Heather? Public. Shame.

3 comments:

  1. HEATHER,HEATHER...SHAME ON YOU,COMPOSTING IS ABOUT MAKING DIRT!!NOW WE HAVE THE DIRT ON YOU!!

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  2. Heather (the future composter)April 26, 2009 at 12:43 PM

    The shame is already setting in. I am on the works to start to build a bin this week.

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  3. Composting is like canning - but canning dirt. And instead of preserving to feed your friends, you're feeding worms, which ARE like invertebrate friends.

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