The glories of compost….much ink has been spilled on this everyday miracle. Scraps of food that transform into “black gold” with leaves, water, air, time, and microbial mechanics. It’s poetry pay dirt, and it happens under our noses.
Our compost system at school is a passive system. In other words, we don’t get around to turning it very often and only harvest it about twice a year. Nonetheless, the magic still happens.
Garden Ambassador turning the bin with a pitchfork at recess:
Fourth grade students sifted the bottom layer of the bin into the wheelbarrow using stacked plant trays.
Ladies and gentleman, I present to you: the fruit and vegetable leftovers from Julian Elementary, ready for our next planting!
What's not to like? 
100 posts! Congratulations!!!
100 of any thing these days is really an accomplishment for me! Thanks!
That is some mighty fine looking compost!! You will definitely see the results.
How do you know someone is a kindred spirit? They admire your compost with you! (It is beautiful.)
terrific! It totally dig your compost post 😉
*anna
Hee hee…thanks for the layered comment. 🙂
😉 cheeky
Wow! Amazing! It all helps.
It does. Soon I’m going to feature your cadillac of raised beds. We’re all learning how this works….
Yay! 100th post- congratulations!!
Love a Composter.I do….dad
That looks like some yummy compost rich in plant nutrients!
On my “stat” page, I can see the views that are coming in from Costa Rica—-how fun to think that’s you! And yes, compost rules! (Remember the MG cardinal rule about soil—-add organic matter!)