March 22, 2018
Last night, while taking my dogs out for the night, I heard rustling in the leaves. The dogs, having done their business, were returned to the home, and I headed back out with a flashlight. Beneath the traffic on University Ave. and the wail of a neighbor’s dog, nightcrawlers foraged — dozens of them, perhaps a hundred or more.
They were feeding, I think, pulling bits of organic matter — last year’s leaves, the rot of weeds — back into their burrows. Occasionally, I’d catch some movement on the surface, a lurching of leaves as, presumably, one of these worms worked beneath them.