Sunday, February 10, 2008
The worm bin took eleven hours to excavate and rebuild. The only way to do it was two handfuls at a time. Stand, bend, reach, scoop, turn, drop the handful in a tote, sit on the floor, and sort. Crack open damp wads of paper to look for worms, babies, and egg cases, always found in them thar wads. Ended up with three totes of worms/ dirt, and two totes of discard (now frozen solid on the porch- saved for compost in the spring). It took my whole Saturday- through breakfast, lunch, several snack breaks, and one slowly sipped bottle of wine. I was too whupped to eat dinner. Gosh, I hurt today. But. The bin is stabilized at 80F. There is no stink whatsoever, as it should be. Now, I wait. Wait to feed the pinkkids, wait to harvest. Wait and wait. Doubt I'll have any castings to sell this summer at our wonderful farmer's market. But I suppose that can wait, too, 'til next yer.
And weirdly, today there is sunshine. I don't think the two are related, but you never know. Granted, it's 10F outside and terribly windy, too. But, it's sunny in Detroit!