Pam has worms
Every year Pam has worms. Last year she had them. This year she will get them again.
She got rid of her worms this year just before we went south for a few weeks, but she will get them back when the weather turns warm again.
How can I be sure? I ordered them for her today. (Today is March 20th)
1000 red wigglers. Ordered from Uncle somebody's worm farm.
She uses their “castings” as fertilizer for her gardens. “Castings” is a term used by worm growers to get around saying the word “poop” or whatever other unpleasant word you don’t wish to say.
Last year we made her a worm farm from a plastic tote. She wrote on the outside of it in permanent marker “Lowly’s Worm Farm”. I’ll post a picture if I can.
Pam is into “soils”. She tells people this… just like… “I’m into soils”. I'd never heard a person say that to another person before.
It means she likes dirt. And fertilizer. Fertilizer as in organic, animal "stuff".
So about every few months we go uptown to Shipshewana and visit the places where the Amish park their buggies. Some of the local merchants clean the parking space and shovel the… the manure… into a pile somewhere. We go to town and Pam and I go shovel it into her truck and drive it home and put it on the garden.
When we moved out of our big house and into the small house Pam used her charm to get some poor fellow to move her… wait for it… duck manure. She sold him a trailer and he used it to bring her the big pile of duck manure she had stored for some time on the property. I guess it gets better with age, but I'm not sure.
So living with someone who is a very active gardener and “into soils” is interesting and usually fun.
Last year if the weather turned cold we had worms in the house. The big tote came into the house so we had warm worms. Of course, worms have to eat and so she fed them food we didn’t eat provided that it was wholesome for worms.
So Pam had worms and she will get them again.
Somehow they will be in the house.
But I won’t have worms.
©David L Arment