In the words of the immortal Dee Snider, lead singer of Twisted Sister...
"I Wanna Rock!"
Well, Dee, you never lived in or around Spokane, did you??
Rock, around here in Spokane, means rocks. Everywhere. The soil is full of them. Big rocks, medium sized rocks, small rocks, pebbles. Drive around, and you see stacks of rocks. Rocks lining the landscape. Rocks are the landscape. There is even a place on Harvard road and Trent that sells rocks! Even Calvin the Manure Man's compost is full of them!
(Calvin is a real farmer just down the road from me, and he boards horses. He has a pretty good supply of manure, and he works it in with green matter, turns it, and it makes really nice compost. However, his compost has a few rocks in it. Like everything else that resembles dirt around here.)
Last year, when I blended Calvin's compost into my planter boxes, I pulled out the bigger rocks (those that were 3" and up), and lived with what I had. This year, I decided to clean up my boxes and screen them out.
I built a 2x2 screen using 2"x4" redwood and 1/4" hardware cloth. The screen worked great - it filtered out all but the smallest rocks, as well as any other foreign matter, and it fluffed up the compost too.
BUT, screening out one 4'x8'x12" planter worth of soil is quite a job, much less for five planters!
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