I loved inchworms as a child. They are a beautiful shade of green and, as kids, we were fascinated by the way they move. It’s still pretty cool to watch.
Whenever an inchworm would hitchhike into our house via my dog (Honey J. Dog) we would always sing this song:
Measuring the marigolds
Seems to me you’d stop and see
How beautiful they are
After a choral acknowledgement of the little green guy, we’d carefully catch the inch worm and release it outside.
Where we live now, the inchworms are out in full force. They are hanging from trees like noiseless wind-chimes, swaying softly in the humid breeze.
According to AsktheExterminator.com, inch worms have the ability to spin a web similar to a spider’s web. When threatened, they drop from the tree and swing on a single thread until the risk is over. The thread eventually hardens and the inchworm climbs back to its food supply. Amazing.
As an adult I’ve learned that inch worms are a pest in the garden. Even though they have a cool way of moving and an amazing talent for avoiding danger, they are a nuisance. They devastate my plants, eating the leaves off my vegetables and my fruit trees.
They are feasting on my lemon trees at this moment. I find dozens in our house every day. No longer charmed by inchworms, I still sing to them. I can’t help it. Loud and strong, I break into the inchworm song before I release the silk-spinning wonders.
My garden will be happy when inchworm season is over. Come to think of it, so will my husband.