Anyway, the box was stuffed with delightful long sheets of brown paper…the kind I like to spread out in Garden rows to slow up the weeds.  This is in sections, like brown paper towels.  I wonder if this was the sort of brown paper Jack & Jill’s mom used to wrap Jack’s crown.

 Because I am a gleaner, I folded it all up very carefully to save for the garden next year.  It will join the package of newsprint and all of the old newspapers that I can accumulate to put into the rows and between plantings.  

 Some people are amazingly easy to entertain.  I enjoy shredding newspapers with the grain of the paper to make big confetti.  I have,  in the past used it on the worm bins.  This year most of it is going to the Chicken house.  I put it under the roosts where it builds a support system with the poop that the chickens seem to save for their roost time.  Paper and poop will fork out easier than poop that slips through the tines on the fork.

 I used to have only a long paper shredder, 1/4 inch cut that I put junk mail through.  The setup just wasn’t comfortable, but it did work.  The worm bins have gotten rid of a great deal of junk mail.  I tried putting the shreds in the chickens nests, but they weren’t impressed.  Then, someone gave me a bag of crosscut shreds.  The chickens LOVE that in their nests.  

 A trip to Walmart got us our own crosscut shredder so they have fresh bedding as much as they need.  Extra can still work out in the worm bed.

 Long shreds from the old shredder made a winter bed for the little Rose of Sharon plantings. But, the new day lily bed was happier with pages of newspaper between the lily plants.  Kept in some of the moisture, although this year, that wasn’t a big issue.  And kept the weeds OUT, which was good. 

 There is so much newsprint coming into the house; every surrounding community prints a ‘shopper’.  I buy a paper in town sometimes and subscribe to the Kansas City Business Journal.  I really think hard about buying a Sunday Paper because I know I’m going to have to shred it.  VERY seldom do I indulge.