Ode to my third year of worms

Procrastinating is my best friend in the moments leading up to finding my motivation to fill a bucket with mulberry leaves. The evening crickets and cool breeze have me wishing to read a book or garden, not pick leaves. The worms, numbering over 2,000 beat a drum loud. Beware Cat, if it's a bucket today, it will be a truck load in 30 days. The worms are angel hair delicate in size and nature at day three of thirty-nine. The weather has been perfect for worms, 80s and humid. The worms don't eat when it's cold, but when the temperature is a perfect 78 and feels like rain, the worms are happy. Evening thunderstorms soak the leaves, leaving me wet.

It has become the way that the worms hatch with all other owned insect creatures of the house. The farm has tradionally always had a large issue with tiny black ants (more on that to come shortly), much labor is put into protections of worms from ants. The ants have a great fear of if the household trantula collection, therefore the worms are born in the ant free trantula residential.

In the three days since the hatching, the worms have quadrupled in size. From the size of yeast particle to the size of sprinkles. Today the worms moved to their final resting home, the mud room. Hopefully safe from kitchen ants, and away from the chilly air condition house that sits at 75, whereas the mudroom can be controlled to remain at 78 through the use of a dollar thermometer and the opening and closing of the house door that cools and heats the area. The circumstances are not advanced, but logical for sericulture in Ohio.

The Great Lakes Fiber Festival is this weekend, a busy time for me as I prep to show rabbits and host a angora fiber yarn booth. I've been crafting a cowl from leftover pure giant yarn from when I made two pairs of mittens as gifts. The yarn on top is a chain ply from my doe, the bottom is a 2ply from the daughter of the doe. The daughter was given to a young student who paid for the rabbit by shearing and giving me back the fiber. We then evaluated and weighed the coat, I taking my payment of good fiber and giving advice for improving fiber development. I spun the fiber, making the student a pair of mittens from their payment fiber. The extra for my cowl to be entered in the wool-skien-garmeby contest being held at the event.