
With all this springtime blooming and sprouting comes another season of creepy crawlies. I’m generally not squeamish about all manner of fauna and am mostly fascinated by the discoveries I make in the garden, but there is just something about the way that tent caterpillars and fly maggots squirm and writhe that makes me shudder. I mean, I wouldn’t rule out maggot therapy if a vital limb was decaying and could be saved by a few dozen maggots, but until that time comes I prefer to keep them and their creepy tent caterpillar friends at a nice, safe distance.
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