My composter is only in its second summer. What remains of the door to get in, is this:
Made by Envirocycle Systems, it was supposed to be squirrel-proof, chew-proof etc. Last week we repaired the latch that was chewed off, pretty proud of ourselves for out-foxing the foxes. This afternoon those dastardly grey things went at it in tandem. While we chased one, another took its place and took over the chewing. So now every Tom, Dick and Harry of the animal kingdom in the neighborhood will be dining chez nous, until they run out of goodies that is. The unfortunate thing for me, other than the obvious, is that my composter is (was) a spinner and with no functional door on top, there will be no spinning it. The wretched thing cost $200 which I was happy to pay to have it be everything-proof. I'm thinking of sending a photo to the company that made it with its lofty claims, perhaps they will mail me a new trap door.
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