Then an egg layer drew my attention. It wasn't one of our chickens or ducks.
Colorado Potato Beetle
After the cool weather passes, I watch
for invaders from Colorado, Mexico,
Japan, in that order, my colleagues.
No longer aliens if they ever were,
they have permanently settled to winter
underneath our mulch like snowbirds
riding an HO train to Florida.
My plan relies on each season
squishing the first generation
before it lays eggs.
(from Conversations with a Garden, by this blogger)
Having spied one, I inspected all of my potato plants. My fingers massacred about ten of the pretty fellas, but not this guy. He's a member of the good team.
Dwarf Gray Sugar Pea
This peony (pee-OH-nee, they say around here) is about ready to pop.
"I hear you had giant sunflowers last year," says Virginia. "Have you planted any yet?"
No, but that hasn't kept them from volunteering.