Isn't this a beautiful compost bin? Stud McMuffin (a.k.a. Domestic Goddess M.) came over and helped me make it last weekend. It only took three pallets, a handful of nails, a hammer, Stud's staple gun, and some chicken wire. The chicken wire in front is folded over, so as the bin fills up I can make it higher.
I felt so empowered! I think I need to get a staple gun and start finding more reasons to use it, immediately.
Here is the Before picture, the compost area that preexisted our living here: some chicken wire attached to the fence in the corner of the yard. Although it is home to a lovely squash plant, it is not that practical as a composter—the sides are too tall to get in there to turn the compost—and as you can see, I've let the vine situation get completely out of hand.