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Christmas wrap-up
My sister gave me the composter I wanted.
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kp Said:
on December 28, 2007 at 2:52 pm
don’t get so sentimental, wis. try to tone it down.
Wistar Said:
on December 30, 2007 at 11:07 am
It was the best composter ever.
Penelope Said:
on January 5, 2008 at 10:06 pm
Is it a worm farm? A scary and smelly countertop model? A big old contraption for the backyard?
Now I want a composter.
Wistar Said:
on January 9, 2008 at 8:17 am
It’s a white porcelain countertop model, but it’s smell-free. I keep it next to the sink. I made a habitat in the back yard (three concrete blocks) in which to dump the composter’s contents when it gets full. I frequently go outside and watch the vegetable matter decompose.