While watering my hanging bougainvillea, I spotted yet another grasshopper! I could tell it was a different one because it was slightly smaller. I again put on my gloves and scooped it into a small plastic pot but alas, it turned up again on a Mexican Petunia leaf. I grabbed my camera and actually got a picture—sort of, of the pesky creature then scooped it up again and sent it flying. And sent it flying...and sent it flying. Finally!
My nasturtium had been doing so well in its trailing;“Would it bloom soon?”
Then the other day, I noticed something under my foot. The nasturtium. Did it trail that long? As I looked closer, I saw that it had been severed, undoubtedly by another caterpillar (cutworm?). This time I haven’t seen the culprit.
I can still put the leaves in a salad. I got out the seed pack and promptly planted more. Gardening, like life, is like that; some things are beyond control—or the “control” is worse than the original problem (in this case chemical pesticides). You just have to pick things up and start over—and keep going.
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