Clever, industrious Clay took apart the gate to the backyard (which we'd been meaning to replace) and built this compost bin. I'm glad to finally have a place to corral our little backyard science experiment, as last week I had to disengage Sam from fighting with the chickens over a piece of moldy bread I'd tossed out. Yuck! The chickens are welcome to it, Sam, not so much. In fact, I love it when the chickens dig around in the compost; it's such a brilliant act of recycling and repurposing; those table scraps are going to turn into delicious eggs come fall!

















