If you have read even one of my blog posts, you know how much I adore my Worm Farmer. Everything he does is wonderful. I am so proud of his Worm Grotto. I love it when he brings me a cucumber, or a tomato, or a bunch of grapes. I really, honestly love this life-long project he’s got himself and our family involved in – it has changed our lives.
But I didn’t know we had corn growing. How could I NOT…Continue
Posted on June 25, 2014 at 1:34pm — 2 Comments
What would the husband of “the wife of a worm farmer” talk about if he chose to take over the blog for a month? I know…WHY am I taking over for a month??? Yeah, I’m asking that too. Well, currently Momma is not feeling well. That should be enough reason, right? Oh, no -- there’s more. The baby went to his fourth doctor’s visit in two weeks: ear infection, cough, and allergies. One daughter has strep, which means it is in the house and is looking for our…Continue
Posted on April 25, 2014 at 10:05am
Canyonland Worms is a family business in every sense of that term. It’s small. We run it out of our home. There’s not one member of our growing family who is not involved. My worm farmer is the main man. He has all the (brilliant) ideas and implements them daily. He is the face of the business; he loves getting to know customers and building relationships with other local gardeners and worm enthusiasts.
Our kids are the grunt workers. They haul worms to and from the worm…
Posted on December 30, 2013 at 7:59am — 5 Comments
The other day I came home from the grocery store to find my worm farmer out in backyard, telling our two-month-old baby boy all about sugar snap peas. They were comparing the three beds where the peas were growing, and noted how a couple of the plants had already started to send out tendrils to wrap around the trellis. They also noticed that the onions Big Brother Levi had planted the weekend prior were already sprouting. That was good news to share with Mama!
Posted on October 30, 2013 at 9:56am — 2 Comments
It’s a sight every wife loves – dirt tracked all over the floor. You know what I mean – big ol’ muddy man footprints making their way from the back door to the bathroom…or the kitchen…or the worm room. “The worm room?” you say? Mmhmm. We have a room dedicated to worms in our house.
It’s actually not in the house. …Continue
Posted on September 25, 2013 at 6:41am