worms of endearment

Thus far, this may be among my most absurd (and therefore, my favorite) first paragraph last sentences:

The temps are rising, more fresh offerings appear at the farmer’s market, and the observation of longer days in the wake of setting the clocks ahead still, somehow, comes as some sort of revelatory surprise. Spring has sprung, and my thoughts have turned to hermaphrodites.

The entire article, actually, is about earthworms, and in particular their contribution to the sort of healthy soil from which healthy food may arise. Please go have a peek, and drop a comment over there if you can.

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About dave bois

Freelance writer with a strong pull towards environmental matters (water issues especially) that remains fueled by my study of and early-career practice in geology and hydrology. Music, food, dogs, current/political events, and visual arts combine to command much of the portion of attention not ceded to ecological concerns. Also Monty Python. I've sold a few pieces of original art and have made cab fare home playing saxophone. Native Mainah

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