Thursday, November 05, 2009

Dirty Jobs

So what ever happens to the plants that didn't get any offers to Dance in the Moonlight or Starlight? This is one of our compost piles, one of our very pungent smelling compost piles. It generates so much decomposing heat that it steams on cool mornings.


It's a very sweet smell actually, it kind of grows on you. Earthy, and very recyclable. Sometimes those of us in the office that see what plants are headed for this destination have been known to go out to rescue them.

Sort of a last chance for Let's Dance.



It's dirty, it's smelly, it's just part of life and end of life in a nursery.




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