New Year's Heap

Robert Graves supposedly named his compost heaps for favored (I think) guests, and would start one on a whim.

I've done much the same myself, though I decided today that the new heap I began building would be my Holiday 2011/2012 Heap.

And so the ingredients I gathered included as well as the usual suspects — trimmings from today's greens, the grounds from the last of the Christmas coffee, sweet potato peels, clippings and cuttings and so on — a sheet of tissue that a gift was wrapped in, and, in honor of Dickens, "a blot of mustard, a crumb of cheese, a fragment of underdone potato" although I passed on the undigested beef.

Perhaps tonight I'll  be visited by dreams of Composts Past, Present, and, Future.