Huffington Post Blog - August 2012
by Amy Rothenberg, ND
I have a particular fondness for my compost bucket. It's really more of a pail, shiny silver with a sturdy handle and a fitted lid. Recently, I toss my scraps on the backyard pile and the handle comes loose; one of the screws holding it in place falls out and I can not find it. A small screw is what I need to replace it. I look in the cellar, having recently and somewhat pathetically organized our screw and nail collection, and as might be predicted, the width and length I need is nowhere to be found.