Growing up, learning to play horseshoes, I learned the object was to toss your horseshoes closest to the stake. In horseshoes, close counts. Then sometime in my youth while watching war movies, I learned that close counts in hand grenades also. Later, during my Air Forces days while reviewing war plans in the vault with all the secret war plans, I learned the close really counts in thermonuclear warfare.
But one place close doesn't count is the community garden compost pile. The refuse you take to the compost bin is either in the bin or it's not. If it is outside the bin, guess what, someone else has to pick up after you. We're all adults here so please do me a favor, put your refuse inside the confines of the compost bin. Not on the edge, not "it looks like it's in" but actually inside the confines of the bin.
On a related note, next year when you want to get a wheelbarrow load of wonderful rich compost for your garden from our bin, the last thing you want is to find trash. It is a bit disheartening to find plastic plant tags littering the compost. So let's all work together to keep plastic of all kinds out of the compost pile.
But one place close doesn't count is the community garden compost pile. The refuse you take to the compost bin is either in the bin or it's not. If it is outside the bin, guess what, someone else has to pick up after you. We're all adults here so please do me a favor, put your refuse inside the confines of the compost bin. Not on the edge, not "it looks like it's in" but actually inside the confines of the bin.
On a related note, next year when you want to get a wheelbarrow load of wonderful rich compost for your garden from our bin, the last thing you want is to find trash. It is a bit disheartening to find plastic plant tags littering the compost. So let's all work together to keep plastic of all kinds out of the compost pile.
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