This is my tenth summer at the 7MSN ranch. I've been through enough crazy
dry/wet/drier/driest weather patterns to believe I've seen it all. Not so.
The weather of 2015 has brought a plague of grasshoppers to my garden.
Okay, maybe not a plague, but a whole bunch. And they poop all over the walkway.
At least that's what I think all the little brown flecks are.
It's one thing to chew up my garden, but I've got enough poop to scoop, thank you very much.
They're not in the pasture, nor the front yard, nor the back yard,
just in my garden. Or what's left of it anyway.
My garden is nothing special by any means. I long ago gave up trying to grow
vegetables and pretty flowers. What's left are the survivors
that thrive on neglect, primarily russian sage.
The grasshoppers line up on the sage branches like good little soldiers.
Some are brown and some are green.
Is the difference gender? Age? Degree of ripeness?
I have no clue.
All I know is that they're voracious eaters,
and they're doing a very good job pruning. Saves me the trouble.
Apparently they don't like mushrooms.