All spring, summer and fall I am a pretty dedicated composter, religiously filling a container with kitchen scraps and meandering out to the composter. Then winter comes along, and I get lazy. But each time I dump scraps in the garbage, there is this twinge of guilt. Good nutrients just wasted. So come on already, just do it. And that’s just what I did, and will keep on doing, I hope. I understand that one can also add torn up paper towel rolls, crumpled paper, etc also. Let’s see if I can fill the bin up over the winter.
Doing a little research, I discovered composting indoors in a covered container, sprinkling bokashi microbes over the waste keeps it fresh smelling. Interesting concept, if I had a spot in my kitchen for it. But in the meantime, I will slog the 2 miles to the edge of our property, in 5 feet of snow and subzero temperatures with my little bucket of scraps because I am dedicated.