Graphic human on worm violence

[logovo]

This last winter we planted collard greens and they seem to be happy about the spots we chose for them in our planter boxes. But oh-no, worms found them, so now every few days I go out and hand pick the little suckers out of our plants. Without noticing it, I somehow got over my great distaste of coming near, never mind touching worms, to now gloating when I find one of the little marauders. It makes me sort of sad to kill them though, but yeah, they die at my hands. One of them took his revenge on me this morning though. Pro tip: When squishing a worm with a pebble, stand back, otherwise -um- some wormy bodily fluids might end up in someone's eye :-(

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[rodo]

Gardening - more hardcore than you might think. ^_^

I can't do most gardening stuff because of my allergies, so I get to pull out weeds. Which is something my mother hasn't done in years and I was actually surprised that there were still flowers under twenty centimetres of grass, holly leaves, ground elder and ivy. I didn't even work through a square metre and my hands look mangled.

[logovo]

LOL, yes indeed! We're dealing with life and death decisions all the time. Also, guilt! maybe not so much about the worms, but I feel terrible when I end up killing a plant, specially if it happens because of my neglect. I'm still not a 100% on to this gardening stuff, but it is proving to be relaxing - when, er- not fretting over said life and death decisions.

Weeds are not as big of an issue here because we have so little rain, but oh boy, that means our water bill has gotten a bit scarier after planting in all those vegetables.

[normaltrouble]

Wormy Parts! In the eye! Ewwwwww!

[logovo]

Heh, yeah, that was sortta special gardening moment :/