The Compost Bin

Hello and welcome to The Compost Bin. I'm Compostwoman and I live with my family in rural Herefordshire. We have nearly four acres of garden and woodland, all managed organically and to Permaculture principles, which we share with Chickens, Cats and assorted wildlife. We also grow a lot of our own food, run courses in all sorts of things and make a lot of compost!

I am a Master Composter and have spent more than a decade as a volunteer Community Compost adviser with Garden Organic and my local Council.
I'm a self employed Environmental Educator so I run workshops and events where I talk about compost, veg growing, chicken keeping, cooking, preserving and sustainable living. I also run crafts workshops and Forest School/outdoor play sessions in our wood.

We try to live a more self sufficient lifestyle here, as best we can, while still having a comfortable life and lots of fun.

To learn more about us click on the About Compostwoman tab and remember to click on the photos to make them full size!

Tuesday, 20 October 2020

Sadness

"And when every hope has gone, let the Raven call you home"

Listening to the Lost Words Blessing just now, and feeling sad.

Personally, for me (long covid effects) my husband (older male) and especially our daughter.

Who was just starting out on adult life at uni in 2019, and should be flying free now, but instead was trapped back at home for 6 months this year, and is now back at University with her wings clipped doing classes online and stuck in her expensive flat with her 7 flatmates. Who she loves, but it's NOT the Uni experience she ought to be having.

So sad for her generation, as well as all of us.

When will all this end? When will we have a Government who are adults, taking charge, doing what is right?

Rather than the incompetent, criminal, feckless, shower of shit we have now?

Tuesday, 8 September 2020

Climate change, evidence from crops

Says a lot about Climate Change, that in the last few years damsons have been finished at least 6 weeks ago.

Damson tree in this photo from 2018, the damsons were ripe least six weeks ago, this time that year

Monday, 7 September 2020

Happy memories of Algy

Memories from 2015 of having a drunken Algy Serama chicken sitting on my computer desk. As you do. He had been at the over ripe fermenting cherries on the ground.

Tuesday, 25 August 2020

Memories, bittersweet

Oh, this gave me a bit of a heart pang. Such a lovely memory from last year. How things have changed.

Wednesday, 5 August 2020

A rant.

Why do some people (now unfriended) think it's ok to have their hair done for hours and hours, or go to pubs and mingle socially like they did before COVID-19, or think clubs should be open, or not wear masks in shops and then complain if challenged ?

When we are still in the middle of a pandemic ?

*edited to add for clarity, that I am NOT talking about a physically distanced drink in a pub garden, or a visit to the hairdresser for a relatively short period of time, or about those who cannot wear a mask. I'm referring to those who *choose* to flout the guidelines; say "its all a conspiracy"; behave in an anti social manner;

and then boast about it, after.