Maybe this is why things die in our garden....

For an online science class I am taking we have to do experiments. One of which involves worms.

Earlier in the year, we were prepping our garden so it could surprise us yet again with a bountiful crop. While prepping, my Mother and I found so many worms, it was astonishing. It was like our garden was the Pied Piper of worms.

So reasonably (or so I thought), I said to myself, "Hey! Why don't I go out to the garden and dig around and find worms, so we don't have to buy them." My first attempt yielded only three worms, that after two days, died.

My mother then said, "Why don't you try soaking the dirt to bring the worms up?" This was one of those smack the palm of your hand on your forehead and say, "DUH!" moments. So while my mom was at a meeting I brandished the watering can, trowel, big shovel, and worm bucket, and got to work.

For 45 straight minutes I dug, re-soaked, dug, re-soaked....ect.

This attempt yielded these astonishing products:

1. Grub like thing that was very cute, but alas, not a worm
2. A dead worm
3. A whole plastic bag
4. A cut on my leg

Was I not meant to find worms?

Word to the wise, do not invite me on any fishing trips, I will scare away the worms, and possibly the fish.