Sifting through recent snaps in yellow green, I lingered over the promise of life in a tiny cucumber, the possibility a virgin white pepper blossom holds.
A seed becomes a sprout, breaking heroically through the earth to grow, flower, and fruit. A fruit that will be lovingly harvested and used to nourish...WTF...are those green dots? aphids?
I race to yellow green. How could I not see the multitude of invaders before? They've infiltrated the peppers, the eggplants, the basil, the zinnias. This will not happen on my watch. Time to mobilize the troops - 4500 ladybugs are on their way to yellow green.
Plants are watered down and in the evening hours of June the 5th, troops storm infected beds. OORAH!
D-Day morning reveals happy little ladybugs everywhere, aphids nowhere. Hey you two, get a room.
Later that day a tree service guy while gushing over the tomato plants in yellow green says," If you want to get rid of those ladybugs, just introduce a praying mantis or two." That just doesn't seem right after all their hard work. Think I'll leave the door open on a sunny day and let them fly away home.
the sandin
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