“Behold this compost! behold it well! . . .
Now I am terrified at the Earth, it is that calm and patient,
It grows such sweet things out of such corruptions,
It turns harmless and stainless on its axis, with such endless successions of diseas’d corpses,
It distills such exquisite windows of such infused fetor,
It renews with such unwitting looks its prodigal, annual, sumptuous crops,
It gives such divine materials to men, and accepts such leavings from them at last.” —Walt Whitman, “This Compost”, Leaves of Grass
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Running Into Life 
That is a wonderful tribute to our planet. I say, what if we all treated it with the respect and gratitude it deserves.
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What if, yes! Respect and gratitude, indeed! Whitman, I think, inspires us with his enthusiasm and verse. Your pictures inspire me, Jan!
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That’s a great bit of poetry. The soil is such a rich, amazing, and complex thing. I like the way Whitman portrays it as a living and active thing, which it actually is, and one on whom our life depends so much.
Well, this is very appropriate reading for me this morning. Guess what my plans are today? I’m going to construct a 4 by 10 foot compost bin in the lower corner of my yard. 🙂 Actually, I’ve had the compost pile there for years, but now it’s going to be a nice, neat organized one with three bays. So now I won’t have new stuff being thrown on top of old stuff that’s rotted down but that I can’t get to.
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Yay, Donnie! Have fun with the compost piles! Composting is just about my favorite thing! I just taught a compost workshop last night, and read this quote. Your three-pile system is a great solution!! 🙂
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