A dyma fi’n meddwl bod pob lindysyn yn rhan o siwrne anhygoel iâr fach yr haf neu wyfyn. Na, Ioan bach. Dim o gwbwl. Paid a bod mor ragfarnllyd. Dyma beth sy’n digwydd i’n llysiau Solomon ni bob blwyddyn,
I assumed (never assume, Ioan; never assume) that a caterpillar was a life cycle transition for butterflies and moths. This is what happens to our Solomon’s seal every year:
We try to operate a relaxed ‘laissez faire’ approach to gardening and have let the larvae eat the leaves but I’ve never identified them until #30DaysWild kicked me into action.
So. Drum rol . . . . .
It’s not a butterfly or a moth larvae. Is the Solomon’s seal sawfly larvae (I guess the clue is in the name)
And today was also the ugly side of #30DaysWild for me. It hasn’t happened for a long time, but I caught a frog in the strimmer. It survived, but I’m not sure how much damage was caused.
Fues i’n teimlo’n flin drwy’r pnawn, ac wedyn cefais sgwrs diddorol da’r chwilen ‘ma a thrafod pethau pwysig bywyd:
And that’s where today’s big discovery comes from. I now need to find out if this is a ‘stink bug’. If so, they’re an invasive species that have only been in this country for 5 years or so. Now I wish the iPhone focus was on the beetle and not on my body hair!
I must admit, I do feel a little bit like Alfred Russel Wallace when he found a trichius fasciatus in the Neath Valley.