First, the big bin took up a lot of space and the spot I gave it was (apparently) too cold for these fussy critters over the winter. Moving the bin into my living room worked, but Lord, who wants a worm bin in their living room? And worse, when it came to harvesting the castings I had to manually separate the worms from the decaying food from the worm poop – not my idea of a fun time.
So I switched to a small multi-layer homemade bin and tucked it under my kitchen sink. Surely the worms, food and poop would sort themselves out without my micro-managing the process, I thought, but that didn't pan out. And the bin was either too wet or too dry, had not enough food or too much, and I worried about failing at my worm-keeping duties. After all, these red wigglers are out of their element here and would freeze to death next winter if I just released them to my back yard. So honestly, I felt burdened by their care, inadequate to the job, and frankly, turned off by the whole operation. (Hmm, is there a pattern here? In my defense, I manage to keep three cats alive and happy.)
Lucky for me and the worms, my friend PamJ loves worms, and even has a blog – My Lovely Worms – devoted to their worship care. Aspiring worm composters find her and she mentors them to worm-composting bliss (one assumes). She agreed to take my worms and do something with them - I don't really care but I'm sure she'll fuss over them, truly appreciate their special qualities, and eventually find them a good home. A far better home than my own.
In this video you see Pam examining and assessing my worms and their bin, then the contents of her own worm bin – with cat.