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Worms and Wisteria

 The wisteria is out in all its glory, about one week ahead of last year, thanks to an extended spell of Spring warmth and sunshine.




And, as I was expecting, a pound of tiger worms arrived in the post yesterday, and they have now been installed in the old wormery. I gave the wormery a good bath beforehand, on account of when I dragged it from the undergrowth behind the shed, it had something dead and revolting in it which I am sure would have been made short work of by the worms, but it made my stomach heave. A good cleaning was called for.

Here are the worms, newly tipped from their travel bag…

It didn’t take long for them to spread out and begin burrowing in their new home. I checked on them this morning and found only one escapee. They are feisty little devils. 

In the afternoon, His Lordship Malarkey made a pergola for the wisteria and I did battle with the weeds and grass underneath Wild Edric on the front drive. When I finished - three hours later - I used the remaining gravel from the patio to infill under the rose bushes and it looks ever-so tidy ‘n’ smart now. Hyacinth Bucket would be proud. 


Comments

Anonymous said…
Yes Mrs Hyacinth Bucket would indeed be proud! Sounds like a productive day
KJ
10 May 2025 at 15:25
Denise said…
It was very productive, KJ. And that made it a GOOD day!
11 May 2025 at 10:32
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