Author: Jodi

This has been an ongoing project since I was twelve when my mother let me dig up a ten by twenty foot section of the backyard to put in what was to be my first gardening failure er, learning experience. Mom knew more about composting than I did and I had no idea I was going to have to 'save' all that icky stuff in the kitchen for that nasty 'pile' in the backyard!

Can anyone say ‘Grass Clippings’?

I was bringing my daughter home from a birthday part for one of the children she babysits for… We passed a man on a riding mower going over what looked to be a good two acres of smooth green grass… it was beautiful. As we got closer, I realized he was BAGGING it. And of course, my composting mind went to, “I wonder what he DOES with all that grass?” And I started slowing down…