Small But Perfectly Formed..

This is my lovely little garden which I don't spend nearly enough time in!

I am on a mission this week to get it ship-shape and Bristol fashion for Big Sis's and K's much anticipated, annual Easter visit (am keeping my fingers crossed that the weather will be nice enough for us to sit out!). I spent a very pleasant couple of hours in the sunshine this evening turning over the soil ready to plant some flowers later this week.

I also emptied some of the compost from my wormery onto the newly dug flower beds. I have to say that, as always, my boys in the wormery did me proud, and have produced copious amounts of the richest, blackest, crumbliest, completely odour free compost. All done with with virtually no effort on my part, save the regular contribution of kitchen scraps and the odd loo roll (worms need fibre too!)

If, like me, you have tried and failed to produce anything remotely resembling compost from a standard compost bin, then I definitely recommend a wormery! Before I discovered wormeries, I tried to make compost the old-fashioned way.. my "compost" was always a putrid orange color, stank of vomit and would never fail to elicit complaints from the neighbours if I ever tried to spread it on my flower beds. Life is generally much more pleasant for all of us since I traded the compost bin for my lovely little wormery :-)