misguided hornworm
About a week ago, Garrison found a hornworm on the tomatoes. In the several non-consecutive years I’ve grown tomatoes I’ve never seen one before. Clearly neither had Garrison. He wanted to preserve it to see what it would turn into. How about just looking it up on the Internet? Instead he moved it across the yard to the pumpkins. Within minutes it was off the pumpkin and couldn’t be found. You’d think that such a large fat thing would be easier to find. The next morning I spotted it on my one potato plant.
I concluded that the hornworm must be retarded. It had to crawl past a tomato plant to get to the potato plant, which it ate a large section of. But I know now that hornworms don’t limit themselves to tomatoes. I was going to assign G to dispose of the worm once he woke up, which is later and later with each passing summer day. So by 12:30 when he finally arose, the worm was once again gone.
Yesterday, as we admired our now thriving eggplants, there he was chewing his way through a leaf - the worm, not G. Again G was assigned hornworm duty. He tackled this with his airgun, a surprisingly effective method. One shot - problem solved. Only a few more shots and the black widow spider that’s been watching me from the ivy behind the eggplant was defoliated too.





