Worm Love

28 Apr

Every few months, my partner methodically sorts out our Worm Farm. I think it’s a type of meditation for him. Once I heard him talking to the worms. Was cute.  He does this sitting at an old picnic table under the cherry tree at the end of the garden. Far away from the sounds of squabbling kids.

We bought the Worm Farm a couple of years back, second-hand. It’s just a plastic one. One day we’d like to have a fancy wooden one.

He removes the undigested chunky stuff (remnants of an old bathmat, newspaper, and recent food additions), then gently separates the worms from their poo, or vermicast. Then the undigested chunky stuff and the worms go back into the farm with a bit of straw. The vermicast goes to wherever it’s needed in the garden. Today we put it under the lemon and lime trees. Usually the process takes about an hour. Sometimes the three-year-old helps out. It’s very peaceful.

Worm Farm about to be sorted

Worm Farm about to be sorted

Worms being separated from vermicast

Worms being separated from vermicast

Worms gone back to bed.

Worms gone back to bed.

Vermicast ready to go on garden

Vermicast ready to go on garden

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