the christening ceremony for this pagan-sounding ”sun-mar” was attended by only one. it was not the champagne-bottle-smashing gala surrounding the maiden voyage of a ship, it was a quiet morning moment accompanied only by the small rattle of a tiny vent fan.
it was the inauguration of my new composting toilet allowing me both to take my daily b.m. indoors and to retire the not-as-fancy 5gallon bucket which has served the same purpose outdoors for weeks past.
welcome sun-mar, bon voyage joint compound bucket.