i am at a happy place where composting and clearing out the storage room excite me. true.
and i’d been excited about a vermi-composter – a tub of worms in the house – since i’d first heard that such things existed. the rest of the family did not share my enthusiasm, but a summer of emmets touring the house increased their level of immunity to little things that crawl.
and last weekend we were in the right place at the right time: the trouter’s special worm farm in bay bulls. we were there as part of (an excellent!) jfw expedition.
bought the kit from krista (=~$60.00 for a pound of worms and a big bin), and it fit perfectly under the sink.
we were in the kitchen compost business. woo-hoo! the process is fairly simple – feed the worms compostable matter. to do this you dig a hole in the dirt in the bin, drop a scoop of ‘food’ (i use a cat litter scoop, but it’s a bit weak and bendy), and cover it back up. mark where you put it. and they eat it. after a while you dump the worms, claim the compost, and start anew.
we are six people, so even a thousand worms can’t consume our leavings, so our worm composter supplements the composters in the back garden.
(make that 997. three escaped and were found, dead, toward the door. that was on day 1. i think the message made it back to under the sink. no escapees sighted since.)
and the kids clamour to feed the worms. who knew how good life could get?