Showing posts with label cutworm. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cutworm. Show all posts

Sunday, 13 September 2020

Bugs and stuff!

It was a lovely day yesterday. I got a lot done preparing for fall. 

I had a chat with my son, Jesse, in Vancouver. They are suffering with the smoke from the California fires. They'd been outdoors, and had to go in. 

Today, I shall make a stew. JB is out doing groceries, even as I write. I'm waiting for my bursitis to ease for the morning, and my knees to unfreeze.

Out and about in the garden...


I have only ONE pumpkin! Seriously. And the deer didn't even eat the blossoms this year. I have no excuse.

Katydids  (Tettigoniidaefeed on plant parts, especially the flowers. They only live about a year, laying eggs in plants. 

You can see a katydid feeding on it! I disturbed it and felt badly. It leapt off into the plants below.  These are likely the last of my rose bushes. 

I went back the next day, and it was there again. It dropped to the ground, again. Then, I realized they can fly! I wasn't disturbing it as much as I'd thought. 

Cinnamon is still quite concerned with those pesky froggies!

This was some kind of cutworm or hornworm on a weed. It is so pretty. 

A little, teeny weeny bee, I think.

And, mushrooms are quite ubiquitous! I put the camera on the ground for this photo.

Saturday, 17 March 2012

Creepy crawlers in the garden: cutworm

Yes, they are awake. This one seemed to be blowing bubbles, gargling while on its back!
This is the larvae of some sort of cutworm moth. Wicked things, they decimate young plants.
Of course, not as badly as our rabbits, who have chopped off the tender shoots of my crocus.
Isn't nature grand?!


Yes, it pooped on my hand!





Brown on top

green underneath
it curled around for protection

To pursue the identity of a caterpillar.


Cutworms are not worms, but the larvae of certain moths. The eggs hatch in late spring, and the cutworms will spend the next several months chowing on plants before they burrow into the soil to prepare for their metamorphosis.



For those grossed out by this bug, a delightful chick-a-dee-dee-dee!
Although, during mating season, they sing ham-bur-gur, ham-bur-gur!

Chickadees, robins, are happy to find bugs about!
Buster shows off his prey.
Yesterday, he chased 3 deer!
What a boy!

Camera Critters #206