To give pleasure to a single heart by a single act is better than a thousand heads bowing in prayer." Mahatma Gandhi
Be nice whenever possible. It's always possible. HH Dalai Lama
In a world where you can be anything - be kind. Unknown
Also for planting tomato plants upside down... where they hang and grow up towards the sun.
To give pleasure to a single heart by a single act is better than a thousand heads bowing in prayer." Mahatma Gandhi
Be nice whenever possible. It's always possible. HH Dalai Lama
In a world where you can be anything - be kind. Unknown
The junk master had about 40 of those buckets. Some went to his storage unit and the rest I had no problem getting rid of with a free sign.
I thought I was the only one in love with my 5 gallon buckets (with lids!). I always thought I was a city mouse, but when I realize I have an obsession with cast iron, pitchforks, and 5-gallon buckets, I KNOW I am a country mouse!
"Do any human beings ever realize life while they live it--every, every minute?" Emily Webb, Our Town
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5 gallon buckets, new Salad Spinner type topic although there seems to be no controversy about them.
Here are my buckets in my city house, lined up for duty and full of weeds from this week.
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40 is probably about the right critical mass, total across all properties, for us.
I can fit 21 into DH’s truck. His previous truck had a slightly larger bed and I could fit 23 in.
My mulching routine is to drive down to the community garden, fill buckets full of mulch, drive back home, and haul them up to my garden. I’ve not done that this year and I probably will not be doing it. DH did quite a bit of mulching around here though.
Speaking of frugal, we have the most wonderful gorgeous delightful fabulous load of wood chip mulch ever seen in our community garden bin right now. It was delivered by the city yesterday. It is all free.
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I just realized that our transfer station gives away free--whatever you call it. DH calls it sawdust; I call it wood chips/mulch, but it's something in-between, and I realized that it's perfect to use for "browns" in my compost. It's always so hard to find browns. So now we're going to have to swing by and pick up a 5 gallon bucket of sawdust/woodchips/mulch every time we go to the transfer station.
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