Saturday, August 16, 2014

composting tea bags

there is a simple beauty in the knot that ties the string to a teabag.  i remember staples fixing the string to the bag when i was younger.  the staple deterred my mother and her gardner friends from composting teabags for fear of a staple under the finger nail years after the bag had decomposed and the tea had become soil.
and now...no staple. compost for all.  and yet i am in a space where i cannot have a garden, i do not compost and it hurts my soul.

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