I hate gypsy moths.
In the last week, the little bastards have absolutely stripped four of my oaks and are diligently devouring a fifth. Of course, the one tree I need to remove before the upcoming hurricane season, they haven't touched.
A light, airy, effervescent, blog of grave consequence. (NOT!) Dedicated to those of us who must respond to negative stimuli by Chernobyling (entombing in concrete) our innermost thoughts.
A semi-gruntled corporate reliability engineer trying to make ends meet while keeping my wife happy, and myself out of the asylum.
1 Comments:
That really is a shame. They should come back better than ever. Let's hope!
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