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- Time for a Turnaround
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Compost improvisation in Boulder
Boulder has curbside composting! Awesome!
Except in certain places! Less awesome!
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Small garbage workers, too.
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Yeah, curbside composting is really awesome, but if you happen to live in a multifamily situation, like a lot of Boulder renters, you’re out of luck.
But here’s a little story for you:
When we first moved here from New York, my girlfriend and I were dutifully keeping a pile of compost in the freezer, so we could take it to the farmer’s market. This being the dead middle of summer — and a pretty inefficient, ineffective freezer in a place we were inhabiting for just under a month — it didn’t take long for the compost to become the equivalent of a third roommate. A third roommate that had never seen a shower. But had seen compost. And was wearing it.
What to do? It was gross and I was getting impatient, so I asked R to “get rid of it.” She’s far more patient than I, particularly with green matters, so she put up a fight and said she wanted to compost it still.
Fine, I said. Take it somewhere as soon as you can.
“Somewhere?”
It’s Boulder, I said. Somebody around here must compost.
I headed off to work and, in disbelief, she stayed at home with the stinky compost. Then she called the nearest bar. You could literally see it from our window. She asked if she could stop by and drop off some compost. It’s obviously not something they want to do a lot, but they said it’d be fine.
And you know what? We tip well at that bar. Just sayin’.
(An epilogue: We moved to a more permanent location and now she drops it off at a couple of different places — and we tip well there, too. Soon, we’ll have our own composting situation set up, but until then, Boulder, thanks!)
