Texturize this!

‘Worms have played a more important part in the history of the world than most persons would at first suppose.” Charles Darwin

Have you ever felt the texture of the best friend of a gardener?  I DARE YOU!

Strathcona 1890 Truck Farm

Strathcona 1890 Truck Farm – Vancouver, BC Canada

To uncover how they play this role Darwin threw himself at his worm studies with as much childlike enthusiasm as he could muster; he was, until the day he died, eager to learn and full of ideas to help him do so. He set about a series of experiments to test the senses of worms; he had his children play instruments to them, his wife (who was trained by Chopin) played the piano to an audience of worms, a light was shone on them, and they were vibrated, blown on and tickled. His conclusions:

Strathcona 1890 Truck Farm

Strathcona 1890 Truck Farm – Vancouver, BC Canada

‘Worms do not possess any sense of hearing. They took not the least notice of the shrill notes from a metal whistle, which was repeatedly sounded near them: nor did they of the deepest and loudest tones of a bassoon. They were indifferent to shouts if care was taken that breath did not strike them. When placed on a table close to the keys of a piano, which was played as loudly as possible, they remained perfectly quiet.’

 

Source: Charles Darwin and Evolution

18 thoughts on “Texturize this!

  1. But they have no ears! LOL! Oooo! That’s a big one! Worm Picking is a way to get rich, if you hire enough Pickers! They can be a little slimy, and if you pinch them in half, both halves live! Does this mean they’re bilingual?

      • The worm clearly thinks like my gifted mind; having no brain at all… In fact, I now feel like the worm could beat me in a game of chess! Whereas you obviously, are out standing in your field! Anyway, thanks for letting me down gently!

        Truly your Zombie: Tin Man

  2. NOOOOO!! I don’t mind them on the ground but I will avoid touching them at all cost. My children though are quite the opposite of me. They’d caress an earthworm like a beloved pet. Once, they chased me with it and I screamed like crazy.

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