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Compost making exercise
Permaculture Design Certificate
With Nick Ritar + special guests
Alexandria, Sydney Australia
May-August 2010
I thought my stream was in dire need of a splash of color in what has otherwise been flowing with blacks, whites and grays of late.
This is another in my series of compost compositions that I made a few months ago. The wrinkly red thing is a red pepper ripped open and stretching to touch the stalk of the yellow zucchini. Behind the vegetables' romance is a coffee-ground stained egg shell. As I mentioned earlier, I was drawn to this subject because of my interest in food and the roll it plays in culture not to mention our health. Incidentally, everybody ought to read "In Defense of Food" by Michael Pollan. The book has a lot to say about this subject.
Anyhow, I made the photographs as a celebration of food. Whole, real food.
Since I made these photographs our garden has sprouted a plethora of tasty tomatoes, zucchini, onions, carrots, peppers, peas and squash. There is truly nothing like plucking ingredients straight from one's own garden, and fixing up a delicious stew or salad knowing precisely where it came from and the work that was spent nurturing it. There is a quote underlined in my copy of Aldo Leopold's "A Sand County Almanac" (another great read) that I especially enjoy. It reads:
"There are two spiritual dangers in not owning a farm. One is the danger of supposing that breakfast comes from the grocery store, and the other that heat comes from the furnace. To avoid the first danger, one should plant a garden, preferably where there is no grocer to confuse the issue."
Living the self-sufficient life that Leopold led is by no means easy or necessarily for everyone, but a garden is relatively simple and nearly effortless here in Oregon and the sense of connectedness to life that one gains is overwhelming.
Composted cow manure – like that produced at this western Washington dairy – is clean, odorless and rich in natural nutrients. It makes an outstanding soil amendment and is increasingly used as a healthy material in which to bed cows.
This rotting old bridge crosses above the abandoned Delaware and Hudson Albany-Voorheesville line in Voorheesville, N.Y.
It's an odd type of bridge I haven't seen before, with a steel frame but wooden support beams and a wooden deck. The deck is soft and mushy, basically a flat compost heap with a small jungle growing on it. There are gaping holes rotted through.
I have no idea what it once carried ... it looks like a railroad or trolley bridge but seems too light for either. It goes from a farm field to an overgrown farm field. It's not on any of my older maps. I asked a nearby resident what it was. All he knew is that it has always just been there.
This has been in use for about 6 years now. I have been able to make lots of healthy high nutrient soil from the composting toilet and grass clippings. Then I use that soil for the garden and eat it. The natural soil is so bad where I live that without the composting toilet I would have no garden.
Here is the story behind this compost sifter that I built a few weeks ago.
This is the finished product.
Finished compost. Shawn Preputin, Larry Johnson, and Alec McIntosh, farmers, create compost extract that is applied to their crop fields to bolster soil microbes and improve soil health. Hill County, MT; June 2022
Our second compost bin is getting full, so I took one of the tiers from the first bin and placed it on the second... making this one 4 tiers high.
We have stopped placing compost in the first bin, so it will finish the final step of composting before we empty it out.
[Update] This photo appears in the book "I Garden: Urban Style" by Reggie Solomon and Michael Nolan.
Vrijdag ontvingen buurtbewoners aan de Witte de Withstraat in Ede 50 zakken compost. Wethouder Leon Meijer (o.a wethouder afval en duurzaamheid) overhandigde een eerste zak aan mevrouw Janine Tuinstra-Knigge. Mevrouw Tuinstra won de zakken voor haar buurt met het liken van de speciale Facebookpagina @afvalapart.
foto: Fotostudio Albert
I don't have a composting area: I put my daleks where I need compost.
This recently emptied heap is going to be raked out to provide a mulch for the broad beans
November 24, 2015- Director of Food Initiatives Tosha Baker, Chief of Health and Human Services Felix Arroyo, Chief of Environment Austin Blackmon and Chief of Streets Chris Osgood pose with a new composting bin on Boston City Hall Plaza. (Mayor's Office Photo by Isabel Leon)
Down on the allotments at the top of our terrace my friend Sharon is beavering away in her purple wellies making a seriously good compost heap. Loads of horse poo that she picks up and barrows down the lane every morning rain or shine, makes the main ingredient of a rich and fertile mix that the vegetable growers fight over...it's goldust! The heap is working well and as she turns the mix, the heat rises and up comes the steam...a great way to keep warm on a chilly November morning.
Sure it's a gross pile of garbage now, but in three short months, it will be glorious (to me) compost, just in time for veggie planting.
Vince sprinkles some shredded junk mail into the compost bin to balance the carbon to nitrogen levels in the compost bin. A healthy balance will make the bin have no smell at all, despite the rotting organic wastes. It's also a great way to turn junk mail into garden soil instead of putting it into our local landfill.