This week, I went to check on the mountain laurels, and indeed they were blooming! It’s a yearly pilgrimage, yet this year they were sadly underwhelming. Some years they are a wonder, an explosion, but this year they are only dotted at the tops of the bushes, every so often there is an abundant plant. That’s okay, I tell them, you can’t be on every year. The kousa dogwoods are also sparse this year, yet last year they were glowing, lasting weeks. Every year is slightly different, even though it seems like it’s the same old thing.
Summer is firmly here, along with a spongy moth caterpillar infestation. It is said that it’s not noticeable it until the life cycle of the caterpillar is half through. I am now seeing it! It’s affecting oak trees the most. My house is surrounded by maples, which are seemingly untouched, but when I walk down the hill to where the oak trees are, the devastation is evident. The trees’ leaves are lacey and see through, and leaf shrapnel covers the ground. Flat terrain or pavement will show the caterpillar frass (their leavings), and when you walk in the woods you can hear the droppings falling lightly, like a gentle rain. It’s truly absurd! (It’s just chewed up leaves, I tell myself.) The trees will grow new leaves, but not as dense as the new leaves in spring. Spongy moths have been around (as gypsy moths) since the late 1800s, so this has happened before.
- Lovely mountain laurels.
- Timeworn by water.
- Cinnamon fern.
- Shadowy tunnel.
- Sink hole.
- An extremely large spongy moth caterpillar.
- An oak and a maple, for leaf comparison.
- Orchard grass abloom.
- The Wallkill River, moody clouds. Summer encapsulated.
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ahhh, did they change the name from gypsy moths to spongy moths? I’ve been so confused! Gorgeous photos and wonderful reflections, as usual. I love the smell of the meadows in bloom – such a sweet evocative odor. My cats come inside smelling like it and I like to bury my face in their fur and breathe it in (ticks be damned!) I probably shouldn’t say this (just took a break to knock on the wooden table) but so far, I haven’t seen nearly as many ticks as last spring, just a few dog/wood ticks for the most part. They’re probably coming soon but it’s been a pleasant respite – last year was bonkers. And yes, the poison ivy seems quite hale and hearty – it’s one of those plants that apparently do better with increased temps and CO2 so of course we have ourselves to blame. It makes me feel slightly better that poison ivy is native and eaten by a number of species. Apparently, goats love it…
I keep on being prepared for ticks, and I have had to pull one off of me so far, but yes–not as many as I am expecting. And I totally appreciate the beauty of poison ivy! That’s a good thing to point out. And it does such a great job of keeping people away, myself included.
I love that you are leaving these records on your website again. They matter.
Thank you so much for that, Shae! It is deeply appreciated.