It’s that time of year when our corner of Congo turns lush and green. The rains have finally arrived. During the dry season we water our lawn and garden by hand, but we are no contest for these rains. Out in the bush, grasses and shrubs are busy devouring our favorite trails. We figure we might not get our mountain bike fix again until next April or May, after the rains stop and the purposely-set bush fires clear the trails again. Darn it. I was just starting to like biking.
Now that we have a nice roomy backyard and a better chance to actually grow stuff, I’ve finally thrown myself into composting. Friends have been trying to get me to do it for years. I barely started two weeks ago, coincidentally just in time for Earth Day. I can’t believe it took me this long.