edge effect

sweet conversation around the fire the other night, laughing as we applied permaculture principles to our own selves, (our folly is our compost). then today, i cultivated my edge effect.

after pointing out that we dearly need a finished compost bin, and being met with fatigue and overwhelm, i got the saw out and did it myself! not a big deal, but really, the last time i got into my own carpentry project was probably five years ago when we reno-ed the house. i added a front to a previously built (by samwell) bin so that we can fill it up. just like then i did it barefoot. and used my handy, beautiful basket to hold my tools.

this is our humanure bin. we have two already full, full with manure and kitchen and yard scraps. after two years, gorgeous soil. amazing. reminds me of something i read on an outhouse wall when i was bright-eyed and bushy tailed: in this way we give back to the earth. it's true.

my hour measuring, sawing and screwing tickled all my dreams of things built: shelves, chicken coop, greenhouse, another room on the house, more shelves, etc. it's like samuel said the other day, i'm so excited for the day you get tired of waiting for me to build all the things you want and you start to do it. maybe i will...

it's been a sweet and sore week. still feeling fragile from a couple weeks of heartbroken longing for something else. roses, robins, shortbread, boars--keep my heart melting.

     photo by melissa rae

wishing you lots of heart balmy,

k.