I have plenty of excuses. Heat + rotting vegetables = flies, and lots of them. Plus I don't want to encourage raccoons and their ilk. Each season I vow to find the perfect enclosed compost bin: secure, easy to turn, easy to access, and aesthetically inoffensive. Somehow I never find it.
But that's all behind me. I have found CompostNow.
- I pay CompostNow $25 each month.
- They give me two empty buckets.
- I spend the week filling them with kitchen debris. Vegetable and fruit scraps, coffee grinds, tea bags, paper towels, even chicken bones - they all get dumped in.
- Every week, a nice young man driving what I can only assume is a bio-fueled vehicle picks up the full bins and gives me two new ones.
- They compost my garbage.
- I get their compost.
It's the perfect symbiotic relationship.
Urban composting is hardly new, but since I generally don't discover a trend until I read about in the history books, I had not realized how widespread it was. CompostNow, which serves the Raleigh/ Durham/ Chapel Hill area, will soon be expanding into Asheville (I know - what took them so long?) and Charlotte. The D.C. metro area has something called Compostcab. And there are similar organizations all across the county; this link shows some of them.
Peace, love, and CompostNow. Now that's a slogan I can get behind.