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or flat land relatives who have over-stayed their welcome. Some people who are afraid of chemicals brew up “organic” concoctions according to the recipe of an ancient herbalist granny (tobacco juice, for example, as if nicotine were NOT poison!).
Another way is to capture them alive in traps and then to figure out how to do away with them in a humane manner. There are so many ethical as well as practical considerations. Is your siesta in the hammock disturbed by the zap..zap..zap., of scores of bugs biting the dust as they are jolted out of your electronic bug-zapper? Is THAT what’s bothering you, neighbor? Or how about luring them to a fatal sex orgy in a trap from which there’s no escape? Is THAT what’s bothering you, neighbor? Well, I admit some practices just don’t seem quite sporting, but we gotta do something... it’s either them or us.
“Companion - planting” means planting tw® species side-by-side to protect each other. An example is beans and marigolds. (Bugs don’t like to smell marigolds while they’re eating beans.) Some gardeners claim that certain pairs of plants are actually hostile to each other, but the friendly pairs serve to keep each other bug-free somewhat like a pair of grooming monkeys. I do my share of companion-planting and I try everything else for good measure.
I learned a lot about vegetable gardening from my Granny. She worked her garden from sun-up until dark and then she read her Journals. She saw an ad for a Venus Fly Trap, a plant that eats household bugs, and also she saw an ad for a contraption that was guaranteed to kill garden bugs, or your money back. She sent away for both offers.
I was just a child, but I remember when they came. I was fascinated to watch that innocent looking plant growing in a pot. It would open up wide, luring a fly to step into its pretty, sticky “parlour”, then it would snap its needle-edged mouth shut with the victim trapped inside. Small wonder that half a century later I had no desire to see Jaws!
Granny got her money’s worth with that Venus Fly Trap, but the other offer pulled a fast one on her. That contraption that was guaranteed to kill bugs...well, nobody could deny the truth of that advertising. The contraption was two small blocks of wood, with the following instructions: “Place bug between blocks and mash hard until bug is dead.”
I’m not recommending that “mash” method. It’s too time-consuming and messy. Catching them is slow going and holding them down while you sandwich them between the blocks requires at least four hands. The Venus Fly Trap may have helped some, along with strategically placed swatters, to reduce the number of little girl curls that got stuck in the fly paper. (I usually still had some hair left for when school opened in the fall.)
Flowers For The Soul And Toads From Heaven
Whereas Granny specialized in vegetables and fruits to feed mortal stomachs, Mother specialized in flowers to feed Immortal Souls. But both were plagued by bugs and each handled the
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