Dirt on Worm Farming

Nestled snuggly in the corner of my basement, a covered wooden box sits on legs that stand four feet high. Most people passing by don''t even notice it. There is no smell and no litter. The basement temperature is like baby bears porridge-just right. More importantly, the temperature inside the box is neither too hot nor too cold.

As I lift the cover to show a friend the secret to my gardening succ...