Hard workers

My Grace would be 'grossed out' if she knew that I had my hands in the worm farms today. She loathes worms. It's the way they move that gets to her. They don't bother me at all. And believe it or not, one of the first things I dissected when I was at university was an earthworm which I can safely say was much more pleasant to dissect than a cockroach. 

 

These are composting worms which live in our worm farms. We have two of the black plastic kind but I would like to add a bathtub type of worm farm to my never ending wish list. They are such hard workers and all they ask for is food scraps and a little bit of protection from the elements. In return they give you great plant food in the form of their castings and a tea (for plants not people) made from the liquid which drains from the farms.

Today I fed them and gave them a new hessian cover to keep them snug. And that's almost all there is to their maintenance.

The other hard workers here were busy again today. The sun is shining and the bees are making the most of the flowers which are out.

I hope they find the broadbean flowers which are just coming on. The bees need the flowers. The beans need the bees for pollination and, I need the beans because they are one of my favourite vegetables. It's a winning relationship. Then there is the honey too.

No broadbeans yet though so I am off to pick some nettles to use in tonight's pasta. Trust me, nettle pasta is yum.
Tracy