I was visiting my mother’s place on the beach at Lake Dauphin, Manitoba this summer, and I came across an area where reed debris had washed up on the shore. The result was an area about 100 feet long, ten feet wide and two feet deep of pure unadulterated compost. At least that’s what I saw. For others it was simply a mess.
Well, me being me, I gathered up some tools and shovelled several loads of the stuff into green garbage bags, putting the smelly stuff into the trunk of my car. It didn’t matter that the trip home was several days away and 1100 km…I had some free humus to spread on my garden this fall.