Friday, June 18, 2010

infestation blues

it would appear that the whole ecosystem of
central stearns county is infested with
what are referred to as
"cutter worms" or
"army worms"

these are in fact caterpillars with
highly developed social tendencies
they find it easy to live with one another
in large numbers
hundreds will congregate and cuddle on a tree
they will eventually create a large cacoon
where mating and birthing figure in heavily

these creatures find easy sustenance with
leaves of just about any tree it would appear
given the time they will devour a tree

what was i to do
seeing these furry little blue worms
going about surviving in the way they are inclined
but literally taking over the life
of the apple trees

once i perceived the problem i decided
almost immediately to go around flicking and brushing
these innocent caterpillars off of the trees

i was given to looking under every limb
in every crotch
and i shook the branches that could be shook
and i watched as the little crawly things
fell to the grass

my method of confronting these critters
carried with it a sort of agreement
i agreed not to kill the caterpillars
yet i was going to force them to survive
out of the trees
i did not take measures to capture or eradicate
i simply went from tree to tree and
lightly flicked the blue multilegged worms
from the places where they congregate

at some level i assumed the role of tyrant
reserving the right to control
the life of the trees according to
my vision of a successful and healthy orchard

i would guess that the whole time has taken
about 5-6 hours of work
having gone thoroughly from tree to tree about
4 times now

after yesterdays purge
i had the feeling that the worst is over
and the trees are in tact
and the apples are on their way to
healthy maturity

this operation also afforded me the opportunity
to check on the damaged apples
apples which have fallen victim
to the "maggotfly" a little bug which
lays it's eggs in the bloom and these
mature with the developing apple and bore
into the core of the apple and reside there
eating and growing into the adult phase of
a normal insect life

by means of a general perusal of the apple clusters
it is possible to detect the sight where the
bug has entered the apple

so in my thinning of the apples i was able to
be quite accurate in ridding the tree of
the apples which were doomed to be wormy
i suppose this will be an ongoing process
but
by and large
i am taking the attitude of gratitude even for
the blue caterpillars
they forced me to take a very close look
at every tree

this kind of knowing will be the basis
of any orchard success i experience this year
for it is a year where i used no
pest control whatsoever

it will be interesting to see how
the crop turns out
given my natural dance
with the natural girl known far and wide as
mother nature

7 comments:

sally said...

i am impressed
with your compassion
toward the caterpillars

that attitude that you express here
seems like something that should be emulated

i have exercised
a live and let live attitude
toward the two black widows
living in the build-up beneath our house
but with the construction that is upcoming
i may have to kill them
for the sake of the workers
who will be spending time down there

i suppose i could try
to relocate them
carefully
wear leather gloves
capture them in jar

i'm not sure whether i'm up for that or not

J said...
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Kirby Olson said...

It's like letting the Mexicans in! horrifying!

I have only two tiny apple trees and the carpenter ants like to farm aphids on them. I would file an affidavit against them, but the ants are lawless as they go marching two by two to depradation!

So I paint on a wrapper some gooey substance called Tanglefoot. It spares the trees from ants.

But only because they can't crawl up there.

I advice making a two thousand miles border of tanglefoot across the jut-toothed nightmare of Mexico, and catch those fat Mexicans in a net of stickiness. Rinse them with a hose and fire them back into Mexico like circus acrobats to land in the lakes around Mexico city!

Caterpillars bug me.

Ants bug me, too.

No bugs is good bugs.

How do you like them apples?

Bill Borneman said...

But if no bugs then no birds and if no birds then no trees and if no trees then no kirbies

Kirby Olson said...

Ok, I'll take the bugs, but not the bugs on my two apple trees. Thanks, Bill.

And hold the Mexicans!

They have to get their own thing going and give us a siesta from their gang stuff, and all the tattoos, and what have you, like kidnapping, and go through the regular channels.


I suggest a wall of China (cups and saucers) abouit sixty feet high. And 900 miles long. It will be pretty, but clunky to get through, and a nice use of china, plus it will be a giant pun (great wall of China) so will seem a little more neighborly than landmines.

jh said...

my technique seems to be viable
i did not make life too difficult for the invaders i simply cast them aside

as for the border
i think salsa has improved
in the past few years

it would seem that the best thing for america is a powerful infusion of latin culture

anglo saxon culture is nearing the end of its run

in a land of way too much it's good to have some other people around to consume the leftovers

all of nature is a constant mix of things

get with it kirby
this is the year of biodiversity

que sera sera
after all
we all live in a yellow submarine

jh

J said...

On most blogs, Olson's jingo-istic, racist, reactionary remarks--sort of Foxnews meets Battle Hymn of the Repugnick-- would be ridiculed if not banned. But here...Paddy jh's too nice to say anything.

it would seem that the best thing for america is a powerful infusion of latin culture

anglo saxon culture is nearing the end of its run

in a land of way too much it's good to have some other people around to consume the leftovers


Agreed, in part--there's some good to latin culture, apart from all the usual gangster cliches. At least have Billy Bobs (and their kiddos) complete a spanish course, or write some book reports on Latin American history. Billy BOB--ser y estar, ahora!