I stockpiled cardboard boxes for use in my garden and under the rock garden.
I’ve been composting kitchen scraps all winter.
So what happens? A varmint slips into the O.K. Chorale’s backyard and explores (read: trashes) my resources.
This one must have tiny hands, er, paws, to fit inside the holes in the compost bin and pull out strips of parchment paper. Given time, that parchment paper will decompose. Give it time, varmint!
The pizza boxes were easy to stack. The furry creature (I don’t think it’s feathered, really) just made a mess. It didn’t destroy anything. Maybe it doesn’t like cheese.
But anyway, back at the O.K. Chorale, temperatures have gone down to the level of Snow Flurries again. No outdoor work today! Growl.