Mar 2013
How much I loathe you,
You have no idea.
Your eggs are little, brown specks that merely sit on the leaf.
When you hatch, you destroy all the squash plants in your path.
Mercilessly.
Nobody ever pays any attention to you.
Very few even know you exist.
Unfortunately, I DO know you exist.
Every once in a while, my mind floats towards you…
Those agonizing hours out in the squash patches.
The horrendous sunburn that followed.
The tan lines that stayed for weeks afterwards.
And the smell.
I will never think of Apple flavored Jolly Ranchers in the same way…
You have no idea.
Your eggs are little, brown specks that merely sit on the leaf.
When you hatch, you destroy all the squash plants in your path.
Mercilessly.
Nobody ever pays any attention to you.
Very few even know you exist.
Unfortunately, I DO know you exist.
Every once in a while, my mind floats towards you…
Those agonizing hours out in the squash patches.
The horrendous sunburn that followed.
The tan lines that stayed for weeks afterwards.
And the smell.
I will never think of Apple flavored Jolly Ranchers in the same way…
When I was in Arizona, I spent the day at a cross-pollination farm, and my first task was to **** all the squash bugs in the squash plant fields. Man, that day was rough...
