Tankgasm

It’s been well established that I’m going back to my roots as a bit of a compost nerd. Last time I was composting, I was also renting, and our yard was a whole lot smaller. I have been champing at the bit to get a dirty big dirt collector, and recently I’ve done just that. I ordered this huge vege tank bed, for the sole purpose of storing finished compost. I also badly wanted one place to bury my bokashi (if the bloody thing ever gets here! Somewhat unhappy customer writing this today). Lastly, this will be the place for any bulk amounts of horse poop (still putting my feelers out for that one) or other large amounts of mulch.

It was a fabulous stroke of luck that the day my tank arrived and we got it assembled, we were given a gigantic pile of eucalyptus leaf mulch. Some has gone into my little compost bin, but most of it will go into the compost receptacle tank. If only you could smell the sweetness of this stuff. Delicious. A friend of ours makes his own eucalyptus oil, and these are the boiled remnants. I’ve put in an order for a litre bottle, cannot wait!

There’s one thing about having a vege tank when your yard is on a mountain, though…

…you’ve gotta make it level. I’ve broken out the spade, tried to dig a ditch to dig maybe half the tank in. The ground was very hard, so I wet it a lot. This is what I’ve embarassingly managed to acheive thus far:

Time to buy a mattock, yeah? I can’t wait to get more tanks to actually grow food in. I’m nervous about that, given that the dogs will need to be fenced away from it, then I remember we need to put a fence around the place to keep them in the yard as well. Oh well, I guess I get the tank in first, then one step at a time. I love being able to make choices about the home we live in, but it can become overwhelming when I want to do it all NOW. I just keep telling myself that by the time I can start growing veges, I’m gonna have me some kick-arse compost to start with.