Lots of argument in our family about when a compost heap becomes a midden. Grass, weeds and leaves obviously go in the compost heap, but what about potato peelings, rotten fruit, plate-scrapings, gone-off meat and dairy? The further down the list the more like a midden it becomes, the pongier the smell, and the happier the rats will be. I guess, this being a farm, your midden was a much more serious affair.
I really liked the last line, emphasising its undeniable, unmistakable, confident self.
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