HWMBO and I have been living in this maisonette for more than 7 years now. It’s got a nice little garden in back, thoughtfully provided with bushes and grass by the previous tenant.
Having grass, I’ve had to mow it regularly. Sometimes I haven’t bothered, and it’s gotten quite high. But, eventually, I mow it, and collect the clippings and toss them in the compost heap that the previous tenant also thoughtfully provided. I then promptly forget them.
Today I did quite a bit of mowing and pruning and cutting bindweed away from the begonias. I threw the clippings and cuttings on the compost heap, and in doing so I happened to pull up a weed that was growing out of the heap.
To my surprise I discovered that, indeed, all the grass I’ve been throwing on it in the past few years has turned to compost. I have never actually had any before anywhere.
Thus, I suppose I shall have to find something to do with the compost.
The trials of being brown-thumbed…