I had been planning a funny post about how the squirrels must have boycotted the 24 Paws of Love home because I thought the dogs had scared them away. Then I spoke with my neighbor and was halted in my tracks. I discovered that the low flying plane that went over the tops of our trees, this past spring while Brut and I were out walking, was a crop duster spraying for a particular moth.
I almost fainted in horror as the mental list I'd been tallying flooded my mind with the wildlife and insects that I'd noticed missing all summer.
The absence of the squirrels was the most obvious.
Then I realized I hadn't seen the nuthatch in it's birdhouse. Or scattering up and down the pine trees.
Where were all the bees and wasps?
The hummingbird food kept molding.
The tiny song birds, chickadees, finches and sparrows missing from our many trees.
The knocking of the woodpecker, no more.
And then the one that shot through me like a bullet,
I had not seen one bat all summer long.
These are only the animals and insects I am aware of that have nearly vanished in our neighborhood in order to get rid of ONE type of caterpillar/moth.
This is the results.
I don't know that I will ever get a grip of the horror of what has been done.
Because of ONE moth all of these creatures are gone and then some. Something to think about.
Current blog look inspired by, dedicated to, and in memory of Brut. The studded star of the 24 Paws of Love.