I took a lot of leftover chicken wire and metal fence posts and old vinyl clothesline and assembled a covered compost pile. I'm sure the three dogs will figure out how to dig in soon, but I'll have to defeat them after that and then I can use this for the five-gallon decomposed kitchen waste that slowly fills beside the kitchen door (where the dogs don't go). I made a hole in the middle of the lawn clippings, poured the slop in from one bucket, and topped it with a wheelbarrow full of weeds pulled yesterday in the new garden plot. That bucket is rinsed back in service, the second one will go into the compost next week. I usually don't let them both fill like this, but with the surgery I wasn't going to be lugging them to the back yard for composting.

Until I assembled this thing I wasn't going to try to put in the new garden beds, because I start a new compost pile every year and I didn't have one yet. I have three or four mounds back in that part of the yard that were previous compost piles so I can dig and move them for more topsoil where I need it. As "finished" compost there is no point in piling raw stuff on top of them.

Checking the mail. I use a pair of tongs and place the pieces on a shelf next to the door, leaving it for a couple of days. I checked the post office and put it in a cloth bag, then when I got home used paint stir sticks like chop sticks and pulled the mail out while I was in the garage. It sat on my workbench for several days. Today I have a parcel a friend mailed(the tote bags I mentioned a few days ago) and I'll use a disinfectant to clean the outside of the package. I figure the fabric items inside won't have any COVID19 virus after several days (and because the friend is high risk as a recent cancer patient and will have been in her house for weeks now.)

So far the dogs are enjoying the new dog beds I've made. Knock wood they're still in place and not shredded.

I'm tired of my own cooking, but I'll still have dinner here today. I'll plan to pick up something tomorrow.