|My compost bin made out of shipping pallets|
A few nights after I added the horse poop to the pile I came outside to throw the day's kitchen scraps into my Tumbleweed compost bin. While I was out there I checked on my other pile, the one with the horse poop in it. I stuck my finger in it. It was warm! I tunneled my hand down into the pile and it was downright HOT! It was hot enough to make me yank my hand away. Then I went inside and made Mr. Chanclas and all three kids come out and stick their hands in the pile of hot horse poop (okay, compost). They were really good sports about it. I like that nobody actually hesitated to stick their hand down in there. Honestly, it wasn't gross at all because the manure is already quite rotted and inoffensive. The compost pile smells good, like clean earth, the way good compost should. When we lived in Wisconsin we slept with our bedroom windows open all summer and we could often smell the fresh soil-smell of our compost pile as we lay in bed. I loved it.