A pound of red wiggler worms from Rhode Island landed on my chilly porch yesterday, bound for a cozy new worm compost bin in my studio farm. The plan is it'll be easier for me to thin out the seedlings (always my most difficult task) if I can see them directly going to good use by the worms who are working to make some fine fertilizer for the farm. They looked listless and I feared they'd frozen on the porch, but one minute in the bin when I'd turned to get my camera they'd all disappeared under the soil. 

Meanwhile the beans are aiming to hit cloud base by next week, and the hearts are coming along a little more modestly. They'll be up for sale soon.