Friend to the Worms

I spent much of Saturday afternoon outside enjoying the rare sunshine and working in the yard (much to the displeasure of my allergies--I've never experienced anything this severe in my entire life). While uprooting some of the millions of weeds, Edward and Aaron joined me wanting to help. After realizing he wasn't going to make any money without a little effort, Aaron left. But Edward stuck around. He likes to weed. Sometimes he will go in the backyard all by himself and pull weeds. He also turns over the flagstones in our path, which frustrates me, but I think he does these things mainly to look for worms.

So every time I announced that I had found a worm, Edward would run over, take it in his bare hands, examine it for a while, declare "he's so cute," and then gently transport it to one of the raised garden beds--the ultimate reward for a worm in our yard.