I’ve been wanting a compost tumbler. We generate enough yard, rabbit, and kitchen waste, I should be able to make some slammin’ compost!
Where my uncle works, they get plenty of things in 55-gallon metal drums, so we were able to get one for free (Thank you, Uncle’s boss!). It had some sort of solvent/denatured alcohol stuff in it, so we let it air for a long, long time. Months. I know these barrels aren’t normally favored for this, but by the time Shay started working on it, the residue was gone. It just smelled of rusty drum. Some cement, some wood, some wheels, and some hardware, and Shay has turned it into a compost tumbler for me.
I’ve already filled it up with dropped hay, bunny berries, garden trimmings, and such. Now I just need to paint it black!
I rotate it every day or two, spraying the contents with water when needed. We don’t have a lawn mower (my grandmother made my uncle get rid of it so he wouldn’t mow the yard anymore because of his age — so someone else cuts the yard), so I can’t grind the stuff up before I put it in there. This will make it take longer to turn to compost than if I was able to shred everything up really fine. Oh, well.
Shay admits that it cost more in the end than he expected because of the hardware (had to be suitable for outdoors), but I have a compost tumbler, and I’m happy!