I dug a hole in the garden on Sunday, not for any gardening purpose; the hamster had died and we were having a short funeral ceremony.
I dug a hole in the garden on Sunday, not for any gardening purpose; the hamster had died and we were having a short funeral ceremony. Digging deep holes in my East Dulwich garden is always a problem. About 25 cm down I usually meet rubble where some previous owner has thoughtfully laid a path or hidden some building debris. If I get through the crushed brick, a further 10 cm down I meet solid London clay. With a frozen crust, I thought I'd have a task before me.
The ground was not as hard as I feared. The really sharp cold of last week had lifted slightly and the soil was not frozen solid. In fact it was nearly as friable as normal. We just don't get hard winters in London any more. As we lowered the small cardboard box, which previously held cereal bars, but now carried a more sombre content, I was pleased to see the earthworms were still active down below.
Of course, I should not have been surprised. Even though all else seems to have vanished from the garden because of the cold, a few centimetres down into the soil and the temperature is more or the less the same as it was months ago. I'm sure the worms are just as active now as they are in the summer, just a bit deeper.
Looking back through some photographs I found one, shown above, which was taken some years ago. It was during December, yet these two were still up for some early morning love-making.
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