This column originally ran on March 24, 2016
Last week marked a personal victory: I touched an earthworm. On purpose.
Since I am, at least in a general sense, a gardener, you would think I am forever touching worms — running my hands through the rich soil and marveling at the serpentine creatures that tunnel through it, aerating it while breaking down the organic matter.
I know earthworms are highly beneficial creatures. There’s just one thing: They’re gross.Read More