I got worms!
I've been wanting to try worm composting for a while now and today I finally bought my first clew of worms (yes, I googled that).
I don't know what I expected when I went to buy the worms, but what I found was a cute neighborhood operation manned by a talkative gentleman. I'm really glad I decided to call first (I almost didn't because I don't like talking on the phone) because he needed the heads up to prep the worms and the place is just his house and didn't have an obvious doorbell, or door for that matter, so I probably would have given up and driven the 30 mins back home empty handed.
But I did call ahead and the worms were in the process of being unearthed when I got there. I stood and listened to the man tell me all about the different creepy crawlies I would see, how worms reproduce, how he got into worm farming, what he feeds his worms, and much more. Eventually the worms were sufficiently separated from the loose castings and were ready to be bagged.
As I was leaving he asked me if I wanted to tour his worm bins and I said why not. He showed me his shed full of bins and explained how he built them, why he made certain design decisions, and his current experiments. All the while I felt this sense of quiet pride and contentment from him. This was his domain and he was enjoying sharing it with me.
If you're still here, thanks for sticking with me on this rambling post. Buying worms turned out to be such an unexpected experience that I wanted to share it. I think it is a rare thing to observe people so at ease and in their element as this gentleman and it should be enjoyed. I strive to find this kind of contentment in my life.
