Got Worms?

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Some have called me crazy.  Some have given me puzzled looks and asked, “real worms?” and others just blink and stare.

Hi, I’m Nola and I’ve got worms.  And I like it that way.

After researching, twittering, talking to experts, sleeping on it, debating, hemming, and hawing, I made a decision and took the plunge today.  I bought a worm bin to compost my edible trash.

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I bought it from the Laughing Buddha Nursery. It’s a 30 gallon barrel with holes drilled in the bottom and top.  They even provided the red wiggler worms in their bedding and saved me that trouble of getting their bedding just right.  All I had to do was place the bin in a shady spot and cover the bottom holes with newspaper:

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In it will go what I think of as “prep veggies”—you know, the roots and skins of fruits and vegetables you end up with when cooking.  Nothing cooked goes in it.  Today, coffee grinds, including the paper filter, and banana peels, along with a few slices of banana Sun did not eat for breakfast.  Tomorrow will go the “trash” from the veggies we cooked with tonight: skins of garlic and onions and the innards of green bell peppers.  Oh, and the stems from parsley, parsley grown in my garden.

And what will become of these items?  The worms will eat them and then, well, you know, they will poop it.  I will end up with worm castings.  Castings that will make the best fertilizer/dirt blend.

It’s a win-win situation.

I sincerely thank all of you who have supported me in this endeavor.  And there have been many that have supported me.  And to those that did not? Well, you can just thank me for taking one for the evironmental team.  Come back in a year, and if me and my worms are still a-going, I want an apology from you nay-sayers.  Kay?

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