I've Got [Composting] Worms!
No, I'm not on antibiotics. No, it's not from eating old sushi. For some time now, I've been trying to find the best way for Emily and I to make the best use of our kitchen scraps. Back in the spring, I created this monstrosity of a compost bin to handle this waste. I based its design on some information I found that said an ideal size for a compost pile was one that would fill a cube four feet on a side. According to the books I was reading (can't remember the titles ATM), this would kick off a sort of "cooking" process in the compost heap that would destroy pathogens and reduce the scraps to usable compost in around two weeks. Sweet. One thing about this compost pile, it would need aeration through the center to keep things from switching to anaerobic decomposition in the center (which stinks, and also is counter-productive). No prob, I added some PVC pipes that had holes drilled in them. In the end, there was really only one problem with my compost bin: no way could two people keep a compost bin four ...

