Granny here. Talking about Compost. And what does the late Andy Gibb (BeeGees baby brother) have to do with it?
Except for my title being one of his hit songs . . . nothing. But stick around for my survey below.
I compost. I sort my trash. I recycle. I have this little competition with myself to see how little I can throw away. I drive my trash to the landfill because I’m too cheap to pay for pickup. And when you’re cheap AND obsessive about compost like I am, you don’t make many trips. Besides it’s very depressing at the landfill. This is a mountain of trash from other states that can be seen at least fifteen miles away. Maybe it’s some of your garbage. Because, frankly, you probably just throw stuff in the bag and forget about where it goes and how it piles up. Yup. I 'm trash talkin' you.