Why? Me? I’d choose worm. As a kid, you play with worms. As an adult, you have worm farms. You’re happy to see worms in your garden and you feel bad when you accidently chop one up.

But there won’t be a mention in the News of the World / About the life and the death of a red dirt girl / Named Lillian, she sings. Revisit this track, below.

I used a three-prong fork to dig under the bulb to loosen the soil. Then I gently pulled it out and shook off the dirt. In the past I haven’t been as good at removing all the dirt.