This weekend, we went to the seaside for Grant’s annual family weekend get-together. I started the weekend by smashing a homemade jar of jam on the kitchen floor in my haste to get out the door; I celebrated the midpoint by dropping a mug on the tile floor of our rented cottage; but I rounded up by toting three bags of compost home on my bicycle.
Do you think the landfill waste diverted by the latter make up for the former? Continue reading