I made a desperate call to my friend, Joey, to see if her sons and husband would like to have them as fish bait, but since they were black, they didn't think the fish could see them. Drats! Undeterred, I grabbed some tongs and a Ziploc bag and pulled off about 50-75 plump critters. Some fell to the ground, which is when I noticed some movement. There was a toad eyeing one of the fallen. I sat down to watch him, but when I noticed the irritating piece of grass in the middle of my shot and tried to move it, I spooked the toad and he hopped off. I wasn't going to let the caterpillar crawl back to devour more of my bush, so I put him in the bag and continued my project. I could have zipped the bag and tossed it in the trash, but that's kind of cruel, don't you think? So I drove down to the river and emptied them into the water. I saw a lot of tail action, so I hope their demise was painless. Well, at least the fish were fed and my azalea was saved (I hope).
From 2012 Project 365 + 1