And when I say “have” I mean “have in quantities far in excess of sufficiency”. As in, a lot more than last year when we thought we had a lot. As in, hundreds of them climbing the wall of one of our sheds alone. As in, crawling up the legs of our Memorial Day weekend guests.
As in, 50% or more defoliation of some of the fruit trees we planted year before last.
We found out the hard way they’re capable of crawling on water — across a pond. Then we found out, by reading an article in the Sunday paper in which my wife’s aunt was quoted as saying this, you can kill them by tossing them in a bucket of soapy water. Surface tension thing, I guess. We tried it. It works. You just have to keep going back to your trees and pulling them off every day. Maybe twice a day.
The chicks, who are now verging on pullet- and cockerel-hood and have taken up residence in the aforementioned shed, seem to like them, but their appetites are overwhelmed. Unlike the caterpillars’.