Sunday Stills – Summer Bugs in winter?

Bugs are in short supply here in winter but who knows what might lurking in the weeds of my winter garden – or is it back to the archives I go…!

So where do the bugs go in winter. I found this exoskeleton still clinging to the tree trunk long after its inhabitant had moved on.

Cicada shell cast-off

There must be some spiders somewhere.

Spider in the lily

I even looked in the compost bin hoping to find some slaters or at least an earthworm or two. No luck there.

Then I remembered – those archives and those snails. I have never noticed snails on trees  before.  You can just see the damage cause by their chewing, I guess they did it carefully so they didn’t chew off their escape route. 

Wild and unwilling victims


The spider weaves its web to entangle and ensnare its victims. Trapped in the sticky threads, they struggle to escape. The spider’s web traps dewy raindrops so the web glistens and looks magical until the sun rises anew.

Sunshine then weaves its own magic. The warmth of it’s rays nourishes and relaxes tired muscles, untangling the knots and stresses of daily life.

Wind blows gently through the spider’s web, breaking the delicate strands of silk. Night falls – and the spider begins to weave its magic again. In the morning there will be more wild and unwilling insects crash-landing into the trap. A breakfast feast for spiders yet also an intricate web of beauty to behold.

Such is the circle of life in the summer garden.

Snap, crackle, crunch

Down at the bottom of the garden there are crunchy creatures.  Have you seen them?

Hidden amongst the textured green weeds, they suck the sap and snap the seeds. They lay their eggs in the cracks and crevices of hidden corners. Secretly these creatures weave their nests and webs to lure smaller insects into their tiny world. Hatchlings emerge and feast on the bugs entrapped in these silken  threads. 

Ever vigilant for telltale signs of invasion, those creatures are rooted out and crushed. Sticky webs are removed, the insect inhabitants destroyed.

Watering and weeding are two daily tasks to remember. The wilderness of weeds is tamed. There is space for the young plants to spread their roots in the cool, moist earth.

The stakes are high, the tomatoes are tied. The pea vines entwine through the tomatoes and the beans are bending their stalks.  Spring onions and radishes push up through the gourmet lettuce plants. Herbs mingle together and a simple touch releases oils which stain the green thumbs of this gardener, bringing a sense of calm to my senses. 

Bees buzz as they visit each flower. A love affair exists between the flowering plants and the bees. Pollen is exchanged and shared across the plants. Honey is the bee’s sweet reward. 

Meanwhile, the nurtured vegetables continue to thrive and create protein, vitamins and fibre bites encapsulated in sugar snap pea pods, crisp stalks and leafy greens. The garden grows. 

I find peace and quiet amongst the growing plants.  Spending time in the garden is healthy for mind and body. Exercising my body whilst expelling negative thoughts from my mind  Time to cultivate ideas and healthy food.

Nurturing a garden is a bit like creating a piece of oneself – crunchy bite by crunchy bite.

And those crunchy creatures?  They no longer lurk at the bottom of the garden. 

Green thumbs have won the day. Salad days are here to stay.