Thursday, March 4, 2010

My Fingers Are Yellow With Aphid Juice

I spent my morning smooshing as many aphids as possible on my chilli bush. Those succulent new sprouts of growth must taste damn good, because the poor thing has no chance! I stole a poem in my disturbed state from a fellow frustrated blogger, but tweaked it to suit my chilli tree:

My fingers are yellow with aphid juice
I won't be calling any truce,
won't be waiting any longer
to quench my aching hunger.

Aphid guts. Aphid guts.
For an hour in the Autumn wind
I pressed aphids for their sin!

For an hour dodging 7th floor rain
I chase in maniacal vain,
squirting the slaughtered aftermath
in a rush of white oil bath.

In the evening I'll raise my hands
against the window, cover the setting sun
with the fading yellow almost undone--
on my skin, in my eyes... aphids, aphids, aphids

Oh and don't get me started on my poor little lime tree and the leaf miner turning its leaves inside out...

4 comments:

  1. Ah, the joys of organic gardening, you're lucky to be able to get to your plants, goodness knows what's happening to ours while we're stuck inside because of the rain. I read a quote the other day - Organic Gardening is using information, not chemicals... Sonya

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  2. Great quote Sonya - and so true. This rain is a blessing, but yes, it stalls the work planned for the coming weeks. I can't wait to plant some new seeds/lings this weekend. The joys of a balcony garden is that there is no mud to tread in - barefoot farming!

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  3. lol, I hope you get them all! Nothing worse then bugs getting at your home-grown produce! My tomatos never make it. :-(

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  4. Thanks T'lia - I'm a novice, so it's expected that I suffer a few failures ;-) Despite my whingeing, I'm enjoying the interaction with nature and all its challenges. Helps me feel closer to those farmers who work so hard to produce our food...

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