So we're emptying trash cans at the cemetery, and sorting the stuff to just throw out vs the stuff we can compost. Well, someone out there in the world threw away a bunch of plastic bags full of grass and sod. This has happened a few times recently. It is both helpful (any efforts others take are appreciated) and annoying (the bags are plastic so we can't just dump the cans, they rip open and spill when we try to move them, etc).
Anyway, any time we find these, one of us go, "I've got a bag of dirt, I've got a bag of dirt!" (Thank you, Jack Sparrow)
So today, as we are sorting them, I say to my husband, "So if we find the heart of an immortal being in a bag of dirt, what do we do with it? Compost?"
And he says, "If someone stabs it, they become the new graveyard keeper."
