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08

Entente

Some time ago I wrote about the arrival of worms in my life, a moment of unanticipated but therefore not less rueful buyer’s remorse on my part. We were off to a rocky start, those worms and I, with me on the cusp of an intense and unhappy ambivalence and the worms presumably shell-shocked out of their usual complacency by unaccustomed travel. (Check out Dilemma for the original story.)

I can now happily report that we’ve worked out some form of peaceful coexistence. I add some scraps to the bin and watch the lid go down slowly, at which point I add some more scraps. Other than that, nothing happens. Whether the worms are happy or disgusted, they haven’t chosen to let me know. They are very discreet, silently chomping away at the goodies. They accept the edges of the bin as the far reaches of the universe and haven’t given any evidence of a desire to explore the world, light out for the territories, or otherwise emancipate themselves from the family circle. So the whole thing, it seems, works out on both sides.

“Seems” because I confess that I have not performed a census of the population, either by counting or weighing my critters, to see how they stack up now against the original pound. I’m heedful of Annie Dillard, who, in Pilgrim at Tinker’s Creek, creeped herself out by looking too closely at the writhing, swirling, pullulating abomination of hatching insect eggs. Not to follow her example, I have avoided too careful an examination and all I know for certain is that my wrigglers are in their bin and that they do in my leftovers, very, very slowly.

My worms are modest eaters, which is a good thing as well as a disappointment. The literature suggested that a pound of worms make short shrift with half a pound of scraps a day. Either this is a sales pitch or the population took a serious hit during the transition into my household. Anyhow, their modest appetite means I can leave them for a fortnight without a minder. It also means they aren’t making much of a dent in the overall volume of my trash. It also means that, until now at least, they aren’t really worth the effort.

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1 Response to “Entente”


  1. May 28, 2008 at 4:37 pm

    I really enjoyed your entry about your worm bin.

    I’m neither particularly environmentally minded nor do I have a green thumb. I just happened to learn about vermicomposting about 3 months ago and was amazed at how simple it is, how much sense it makes and how few people I know who have heard of it before (let alone actually have a worm bin… in fact I have to say, sadly, I personally don’t know anyone else who did this). I did see some evidence online (i.e. flickr, youtube, etc) that at least a couple folks out there did this and after all there are several books on the subject… so that got me really curious. How many people actually have a worm bin? A couple weeks ago my curiosity got the better of me and I decided to setup a little experiment a “Map of Vermicomposters” ( http://vermicomposters.com ) to try to find anything more out about this and after reading your blog post I thought you might find that interesting as well. Not many folks on there really… but still kinda amusing.


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