I have not seen a single spotted lanternfly in my yard since my last post. Well, almost. There was one dead one on my front stoop the other day, but I don’t think that really counts as a sighting.
This is a problem because I have a spotted lanternfly blog, and I have one subscriber: Jeff.
So when Jeff called me on his way home from the golf course, I was thrilled to hear that he some intel.
He said the golf course was INFESTED.
They were everywhere.
Finally! A story!
And then we caught up for a bit, and I realized that perhaps the spotted lanternfly’s true gift is not destruction, but friendship.
This seems to be a theme in my backyard lately. Recently, I was texting Jeff, complaining about the complete lack of wildlife on my trail camera. Shortly afterward, I watched a young fox trot through the yard with my own eyes.
And then there is the mysterious hive on my patio—which I believe belonged to honey bees and then recently became so overrun with yellow jackets that I had to call in a professional.
So, basically, my backyard wildlife refuses to cooperate with me.
The lanternflies are at the golf course.
The fox ignores my trail camera.
The honey bees have yellow-jacket problems.
But Jeff and I are keeping in touch.
Thousands of them. Never seen anything like it. Good catch up.
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