Pied Beauty

Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844-1889)

Glory be to God for dappled things—
For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow;
For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim;
Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches' wings;
Landscape plotted and pieced—fold, fallow, and plough;
And all trades, their gear and tackle and trim.

All things counter, original, spare, strange;
Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?)
With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim;
He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change:

Praise him.

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

Virtue Has Its Rewards

It's almost as good as jogging! (Right?) Composting, that is.  This morning I pulled three wheelbarrows-full of new compost from one side of the pile, and mixed it all up again.  Aerated it, watered it, and even gave it a dose of Medina Soil Activator.  And I got it done before it was time to put the new grass clippings in!  I have to confess that I did not screen the compost, though I did pull out all the huge grubs, larvae of the Green Fruit Beetle.  Sometimes I toss them back into the compost pile and sometimes the blue jays get them.

Either way, I am feeling quite virtuous this morning and am off to have a celebratory Mexican lunch in honor of Cinco de Mayo!

By the way, I got this compost kit from Lee Valley Tools.  It was easy to put together but I should have located it where I could reach it from all four sides.

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