When I started this little experiment I never thought I'd be finished composting the yard. 20 yards of compost (at least) later, I have finally spread the last wheelbarrow and sprinkled the last seed. Criminy!
It's like my life was on hold since – every day since Halloween – every spare minute went to composting the godforsaken turf. Now I am finished and it's like I don't know what to do with myself.
So we earn a much-needed winter break.
Good workout, though. I am in better shape after wrestling with 20 yards of compost pretty much on my own. Just in time for Thanksgiving. Let the overeating begin!