“A plague o’ both your houses! They have made worms’ meat of me.”
–Mercutio, Romeo and Juliet
I cut the nub off a carrot, and at the familiar thwack of my knife on the board, I thought again of my little departed friend.
“I miss Chewie,” I called to my husband in the other room.
My guinea pig would always squeak when I chopped vegetables because he knew some delicious scraps were coming his way.
For much of the year, I compost my vegetable scraps in my backyard, but in the winter I just throw them out. These treasures could be making black gold, but instead they’re just becoming garbage.
I have some new creatures on the way, though, to help me out in the basement. The benefits:
- I will have a new pet (actually many pets); while Chewie cannot be replaced, these new creatures will hopefully worm their way into my heart.
- I will have little critters to feed my vegetable scraps.
- Coffee grounds, egg shells, banana peels, tea bags, and newspaper: likewise.
- The black gold I glean will nourish my new basement herbs, also on the way (herbs of the basil and cilantro kind).
- I will add fresh herbs to my cooking repertoire, ‘cause don’t you hate buying a big bunch of parsley for the top of spaghetti, and throwing most of it away after it gets slimy in the fridge?
- I will get nutrient-rich water to use on my new plants.
All of this is to say, I’m excited that some new pets are headed to my house in a box. Have you figured out what they are?
Rhymes with Jed Jigglers. (Give up? Link)
- Peru, My Pet, and a Moral Dilemma (see Chewie in a video)
- New life amid the polar vortex (growing basement sunflowers)