Hey there, Steemians!
I'm a wanna-be gardener with a tiny yard, and while I'm having some success growing things, I've never considered myself to be well-versed in the important skill of composting.
I turned an old wicker sofa into my makeshift composting pile after my 'dump it in a corner' method didn't work out and the other day I decided to work on it a bit.
Here's where I started: a haphazardly assembled pile of branches and leaves, I occasionally supplemented with kitchen scraps and yard debris.
It WAS producing a bit of dirt I'd try to dig out from the bottom when I could get to the hardware store and needed to pot something, but it was too full of roots and branches to be an easy source of 'black gold'.
My plan was to dig it all out and sort into 'dirt' and 'plant material' while moving the too tough things like branches and coconut husks out entirely.
I was pleasantly surprised to find I'd done a lot better than I'd expected! Look at all this dirt! True, it's full of tan-tan seeds and random debris but there's a whole lot more of it than I'd thought there would be.
Which brings me to my point. I didn't think I was doing much but simply by having a compost heap, what ever slow progress I made, added up over time. That seems to be a consistent life truth: persistent effort over time makes a difference. If you pick a direction and keep moving, even slowly, you'll see change.
Thanks for reading! I hope this encourages you to keep trying.
