With our nights in the 20s and days in the 30s, I was feeling like visiting a warm, relaxing place. Maybe two. So I headed out to the compost pile and experimental outdoor worm bed.
Ahhh. First stop, the worms. Sunny and warm with highs in the mid-seventies. The sunken water bucket warmed with a 25w aquarium heater seems to be holding its own against the cold. Hopefully the worms are too.
Then off to Fabulous Compostapulco. Those Starbucks grounds I picked up last week are having a party with my moist, shredded fall leaves, and things are heating up!
What a vacation. I’m pooped. Now for a siesta.