I am constantly asked for advice about “pests”. If I were to do a pie chart on the questions I’m asked about – pests would be more than a few pieces of said pie.
This is always my answer: I don’t do much about pests. I pick them when I see them and I can. When I can’t I plant more plants. I plant lots of flowers and umbeliferous plants and I keep wild areas and I don’t worry about weeds. I let pests take a foothold into the garden. That’s it!
And I swear that the reaction I get is not much different than if I told people that I believed in the Loch Ness Monster. I don’t know if people pity me or they think I’m being tooooo zen about it. But I am always left with the desire to yell “PLEASE BELIEVE ME!!!”
You don’t need to spray pesticides. You don’t need to worry. You just have to do the right thing and believe it or not the universe will balance itself out.
So today I’m out checking on my potatoes and I’m ever vigilant against potato beetles (before anyone suggests it – these are not potato beetles!). I’ve noticed some small holes in the leaves though. But I was shocked once again (I’m not sure why at this point) to find this:
Larval stage one day!
Pupa the next!
And then there’s this beautiful beast!
Nature reacts. The reaction to what? This:
Flea beetles! Which couldn’ t harm the 3 foot tall potato plants if they tried.
If I had saw the shot holes and dusted with Sevin or sprayed I’d still have flea beetles but no ladybugs and no wasps – PLEASE BELIEVE ME!!!