At 11 Saturday night the temperature was 40 degrees. I had a frost on
June 6th once before so I stayed up for an hour to see what the temperature would do in
that time. It dropped to 38. I already had hoops over one row of tender transplants so I
went out with a flashlight and draped a cover over them. If I hadn't done that, there
probably would have been a frost.
I had a cosmic kind of thought yesterday while
turning over some garden soil with the spading fork. Each turn of the soil revealed many
earthworms. I went in the house for a drink of water and robins quickly replaced me
harvesting the worms I had unearthed before they could wriggle back into the soil.
When I returned to the garden a robin spoke very harshly at me from a nearby tree. It
sounded like I was being told to leave the area. Actually, I think they do that when
someone is near their nest to cover the sound their young make.
My thought was of a robin watching me so easily expose worms and wishing that in
another life they could be a person. If they got their wish, they would then be unhappy
when they found that they no longer liked to eat worms. If you want to carry this cosmic
line of thought further, be my guest.
Thinking of earthworms reminds me of a conversation from about 20 years ago. The local
chapter of the Maine Organic Farmers and Gardeners Association sponsored talks in those
days and one we sponsored was on marketing produce at a roadside stand. We invited a local
conventional farmer who had a stand on Route One. In those days many conventional farmers
thought organic farmers were, at best, a couple of bales shy of a full load. I'm pleased
to say that organic farming is the most rapidly growing sector of agriculture in Maine
right now. It is one of only three sectors that is not in declineornamentals and
cranberries are the other two.
The conventional farmer brought a friend. I think he may have felt we would try to
brain-wash him. He gave a great talk. It was really very helpful. One point he really
wanted to drive home was that produce had to look good and he wanted to know how we could
ever overcome that hurdle without chemicals.
I told him that healthy plants in a healthy soil don't attract insect pests. He was
immediately on the defensive. He wanted to know what we did to keep root maggots out of
radishes. Healthy plants in a healthy soil was our response.
"My plants are healthy," he proclaimed.
We talked about micro nutrients and how chemical fertilizers didn't supply everything.
We talked about organic matter and humus. It was all very amicable but he knew that what
he did worked and he couldn't believe that plants could grow without attracting insects
that would damage their appearance for market. Ironically it was his friend who tipped the
scale. At one point he said to the conventional farmer, his friend, "You don't have
any earthworms in your soil, do you?"
"That's what they are talking about. A healthy soil has earthworms."
That farmer is no longer in the area so don't go pestering people in farm stands on
Route One. Lest you think that I do not respect conventional farmers I will tell you that
on the scale where lawyers, politicians and used car salespeople are at the bottom I place
independent farmers of any ilk right near the top.
ŠJune 7, 1997
Mort is a husband and father. He authored a book, Gardening For
Independence and was named Environmentalist of the Year by Down East Magazine
in 1987. You can eat his organic produce at his son's southern
Maine restaurant. He is a consultant for organizations. His address is 802 Bald Hill Road, Wells,
Mort retains all rights to his columns. Anyone interested in using them can get the
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