Emma JonesMy oh my...
Checked in on the littlest pets of the house today. They are NOT little and I still think I have my worm phobia. One small tub of tiny worms, where I thought there may have been about 10 to start with turns out five months down the road to be way to numerous to count, and rather than skinny tiny things they are now HUGE LONG FAT squishy squiggly wriggly worms and I mean HUGE LONG and FAT. There are more worms than you could, well, point a veggie stick at.
So far I have learnt how to get the liquid fertilizer out of the farm and dilute it so we have liquid fertilizer for the garden plants, but I still have no clue about castings as I have not done my research in that area but I do know when to move them up a level and take the whatever (castings?) and use that for the garden as fertilizer also.
Ah yes. The worm farm. It is so very exciting. Like watching grass grow really, but it squiggles and wriggles and jiggles…
The main and great news is that the worms are thriving, breeding, (Yes we have baby wormlettes!) and eating happily. I am sure that Lord Worm is going to round his band of worm warriors up any day now and take over the house. And of course I can tell which one Lord Worm is for he is the biggest and squiggliest of them all! (ahem…)
But I am going to have to get a rabbit. We just eat too many veggie things and the worms don’t get through as much as we need them to. So the next step is to give the worms the REAL scraps and the rabbits (oh I said two… how cute) the veggie tops and cuttings that we get each day. This will mean a visit to the shelter to save a cute fluffy bunny and that of course will be a hardship that I, along with my family, will just have to live with at some point in the future. :D 5 years ago

