Full Strawberry Moon – And This is Way Too Organic For Me

I was all set to write about how June’s Full Moon is called the Strawberry Moon because of course of the summertime fruit…and how I have not grown strawberries because I really don’t eat them much although I do buy the frozen kind because they are perfect for a smoothie but how I do grow other things in my garden. In fact, yesterday after I got home from work and right before I took the boys to a skatepark I went to look at my plants. I planted a lot of tomatoes and peppers in the front yard to see what does best this year: the back or the front.

Then I notice one banana pepper plant that has no leaves but does have something big and green on it:Yes, it is diguising itself. On the left is a nice bell pepper plant. And on the right is a bananaplant with one leaf.......
(see it on the right?)

(music comes to a grinding screech and halts)

On the right side of the plant is a huge, fat green worm. Hubs and the two youngest boys came over to check it out. After I was hollering, "Oh My Gawd, you Have to Come out Front NOW!!!!" The worm is still going to town munching away on the last leaf left. One son points out how its mouth is like an electric pencil sharpener.

I am really grossed out and want it gone. Never had anything like this before on a plant.

Then the boys noticed all these droppings on the ground right under the plant. I swear 2 nights prior I was all over this ground pulling out the weeds. I’m all, “Get a stick and get it off!”

Middle son did just that and this worm gigantor is clinging to the plant stem for all its worth and when its top half got pried away from the plant stem and the bottom 3 inches still clinging, it flung its head all around and back and forth like it was majorly pissed off. Youngest suggests we get it off and put it behind my car tire and then I back up and carry on to the skate park (so much for my thinking he was a sweet kid). Hubs tells us it will turn into a butterfly. I just want it gone.

Finally it gets pried off and I wanted it Out Of The Yard.

So we put it in the street and the black top was so hot that it scurried away as fast as it could toward the house across the street.

This morning I am still grossed out thinking about it. I have not yet researched what exactly it is called. But I bet it weighs a lot more than it did two days ago.

Who wants to come over for a sandwich with some banana peppers on it?

Hope things don’t get too crazy for you this Friday—be sure to look at that lovely June full moon. Technically it is fullest in the wee hours of Saturday.

Here is another kind of a strawberry: