Pay attention, this might get complicated.

Let’s start with some basics.

I care just a little bit about the environment (and animals).

After all…to know me is to understand why I am Vegan (most of the time).

I do what I can.  When I can.

I recycle.

I undercycle.

I upcycle.

I downcycle.

I overcycle.

I even stalk Freecycle.  Every morning.

To know me is to understand the triangle on packaging.  And perhaps more importantly, what it means when there is NO triangle on the packaging.

That being said.  I also *love* gardening.  I don’t think I need to use metaphors here.  If you keep reading my blog you’ll know how much I love gardening the way you know when you’ve gotta pee.  It’ll be that familiar.

I also avoid pesticides and fertilizers the way a Snowman avoids a hot summer day.

Given my (somewhat) Mother Earth style, and my urge to satisfy my inner kumbaya, I decided to start a compost.  That was years ago.  When I was finally ready to pull the trigger and buy a composter, we decided to move so my grand plan for gardener’s gold was put off another 2 years.

As soon as we got settled at the new place, I went out and got a composter.  The Earth Machine, to be exact.

Things were going great.

I was satisfying my crunchy side.

Saving Mother Earth from exploding one bread crumb and compostable plate at a time.

***Side note:  I just have to say how proud I am of my family.  We had 40+ people over for dinner, and this was the entire amount of trash that went to the Landfill!

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