Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Space Trilogy

Out of the Silent Planet (Space Trilogy, #1) by C. S. Lewis

This book was written in 1938 by an English author.

I am on the fence with this book.  On one side I wish that it had been longer.  On the other I'm not really sure that I liked it all that much.  I am sure that this is a personal failing.  I loved parts of the premise.  The idea of animal beings on Mars bearing more humanity than humans is interesting.  The concept of Earth falling into an evil sphere is also fun.  I'm just not sure that there is enough to the book for it to be considered great.  The elaboration all focused on the Malacandran landscape, and I would have appreciated more character, and social developments.  However, I am still excited to read the remaining 2 books in the series, and I will add to this post as I complete them.

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

The Great Escape...attempt.

It’s been 1 week since the worms arrived. They are still climbing the sides of the bin. This morning when I checked the population numbers on the wall were up.
They are obviously eating something. They have grown considerably since their arrival. Why are they crawling and clumping on the side of the bin? There must still be a problem with the bin…
I had a few theories. The bin is too cold and it may be warmer towards the top. The existing food and bedding is not homogenous enough. The existing food is not diverse enough.
Of these theories the warmth one has been debunked. I dug to the bottom and it’s quite a comfortable temperature there and worms are found there. As for the other theories I don’t know really how to test them. I have mixed the bin up to distribute/homogenize everything. The only food I’ve added since adding the compost has been a piece of tomato. Keep in mind they loved the compost I fed them, this was a diverse food source for sure. The tomato was just for fun to see how long it would take for them to get to it in my new bin.
For now I’m feeling like the worms and I are competing with one another. Not my preference of roles but I’m determined to be more persistent then the worms. As long as they aren’t dying, I’ll eventually provide them with a comfortable home that they can flourish in. Until then it’s eat what you have or go hungry.  Below you can see a cluster of baby worms already!

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Vermicomposting has begun. A modest 1000 Red Wigglers.

Welcome to Spencer's newest hobby!  My basement is full of worms!  The adventure began a couple weeks ago when Spencer created the holding facility based on an online design he found.  I'll try have him link it here for you so you can make your own!  (I know you want to.)  Then he began scouring websites to find just the very best breeders, you can't accept worms from just anywhere you know.  After settling on his favorite it just became a waiting game with Mr. Postman.  Spencer had high hopes that they would arrive before Easter so he could share his excitement with all of our house guests.  But unfortunately they didn't make it here until Monday.  When Spencer heard they were here he just couldn't wait to get them moved into their new home.  After tossing them in though it seemed they were wriggling as fast as they could for the exits!  What could be wrong!  Spencer quickly turned to online forums to try and find out the problem, and when I got home he was in full panic mode.  The web stated that if they don't like the food they will try and escape, but since he followed all the directions he couldn't figure out the problem.  Spencer had also discovered that he was a bit more squemish about touching them than he thought he would be.  Ignorance can sometimes be bliss.  I said that the worms were just confused, and didn't feel at home yet.  I had Spencer throw a bit of the outdoor compost in the bin to make them feel cozy.  And I grabbed all the worms that were trying to get away and threw them back in.  After a little bit Spencer took off his gloves and managed to touch the worms too and helped toss them in the middle of the bin.  Sure enough after a night in yummy good compost the worms were ready to settle in and get to work.  Soon we'll have black gold!