In a perfect world, all insects would stay outside and be perfectly content in their soil filled, green leafed, decaying mulch environment. Unfortunately sometime conditions are such… like when it rains a lot, the bugs decide to cross that sacred threshold, and enter. Of all the creatures, the one I cannot stand is the cockroach, or palmetto bug. They are the stuff of nightmares, as they fly through a room. The cockroaches hide in dark places and emerge when no-one is looking. I always imagined cockroaches living in my sister’s beehive hairdo, a style popular in the 1960’s, Her hair would would be teased and sprayed, and wound into a tall bun. When my sister styled one of these hairdos, it would last for days, even withstanding potential collapse during sleep. Last summer, as part of plumbing maintenance, we had our drain pipes pressure cleaned. The plumber inserted a video camera through a roof vent to show the grease and scale accumulated on the pipes, and the hundreds of creepy cockroaches living there. The second video taken after the cleaning showed the pipes clean and as good as new. Throughout this process, the cockroaches in the pipes escaped through the roof vent. I needed a video of the plumber doing his crazy dance, as he brushed the creepy, crawly cockroaches off his arms and legs. Unfortunately, some of the cockroaches escaped by way of the sink drains inside our home… an unintended consequence to say the least. Most roaches were contained, but there were some that managed to evade capture. The cats would find and play with one or two, but for the most part just ignored them. If I saw one I would attempt to step on it, but I hate that popping sound when they go squish. To control the cockroaches, I’d put combat gel or boric acid in cracks, out of reach from the cats. That worked okay, but a natural solution was on the horizon. Is my new insect friend the proverbial fly on the wall, able to watch what happens without people knowing? We all have experienced our phones eavesdropping on conversations, and later displaying ads related to the conversations. Well if Siri is listening, and if the tech folks are getting a direct feed from their consumers, and if the government is watching our every move… at least we are keeping everyone busy. Since the fly creature was friendly, it allowed me to photograph it. Via my post on iNaturalist, my “super spy” creature was identified as an Ensign wasp. These wasps live to exterminate cockroaches! Indeed my friend! Evania appendigaster, also known as the blue-eyed ensign wasp, lay their eggs in cockroach egg casings. The wasps’ eggs hatch, and the larvae eat the roaches within the egg case. These wasps are not known to sting humans. So what do you do if you find an Ensign wasp in your house, leave it alone to look for cockroaches! There is another creature on my patio that I literally ran into… a spider who spins it’s web all around the screen porch, and I often encounter their low webs. Aargh. It’s spiny body looks ominous, but in fact they are friendly. The common Spinybacked Orbweaver, Gasteracantha cancriformis, are often called "crab spiders", because they look a little like crabs. The Spiny orbweaver is a beneficial spider that feasts on garden pests, and flying insects such as whiteflies, mosquitoes, and wasps. Outdoors they spin their webs within trees and shrubs. Their webs are about 12 inches across, with many connecting strands. The patio is covered with them, but the lowness was bugging me! I discovered a solution by accident, when a helium balloon got loose on the patio. As it floated around inside the enclosure, the spiders relocated to spaces beside the high beams where the balloon couldn’t affect them. Problem solved. Now we buy balloons just for the purpose of releasing.
Nature has a solution for everything. We just have to be patient and observe the world around us, and pray that my Ensign wasp… my “super spy fly” friend…. doesn’t decide to visit the spiders.
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If you have ever visited the parking lot at Key Largo Publix, you have undoubtedly seen the chickens there. Great idea for a story, but why weren’t they there mid-afternoon on a weekday when I actually have my camera to take their photograph? I drove the whole lot, and all I saw were some chicken feathers. Thinking the worst… did the gentrification squad move them away? My friend said when she was shopping early on a Sunday they were everywhere… even blocking the road, as if daring you to drive-by. So I returned early one morning, and there they were in all their parading, pecking, crowing, scratching glory. Luckily I had finished photographing by the time the parking lot clean-up crew, with their blowers and weedwackers arrived, and the chickens and roosters dispersed into the woods. Now that I know their routine, tell me, “where did they come from and why do they stay?” The chicken (Gallus domesticus) is a domesticated species that arose from the jungle fowl that was originally found throughout the Caribbean, including Cuba. Early settlers in the Keys, many from the Caribbean Islands of the Bahamas and Cuba, kept chicken coups and used them to feed themselves, consuming both the meat and their eggs. The 10 Year War in Cuba (1868-1878), a war led by planters and wealthy Cubans for independence from Spain, caused many Cubans to migrate to Key West. There were three Cuban wars for independence, the last of which escalated to the United State’s involvement in the Spanish American War, after the sinking of the USS Maine in Havana Harbor in 1898. A 1906 postcard of sailors betting on a cockfight depicted everyday life aboard warships during WWI. These sailors must have adopted some of the traditions of the countries they were protecting. Cubans arriving in Key West fleeing a war brought with them their Cuban heritage, including their roosters and the sport of cockfighting. Is it fair to say the Cuban roosters qualify as military veterans or AWOL? Cockfighting thrived in the Keys until it was outlawed in the 1970’s; no longer being of use to their owners, these roosters were released into the streets of Key West. Few are aware that back in the mid-80’s a flourishing illegal cockfighting business was going on in north Key Largo, just off CR 905 about a mile south of the three way at Card Sound Road. On weekends I recall seeing many cars turn off the main road and drive into the hammocks. At a glance, it didn’t look like it was a family picnic. The conversation was loud and exclusively Spanish; there were guards checking all who entered, a few women, but mostly a lot of older Cubans with lots of cash and many bodyguards with lots of guns. Hidden behind the trees was a huge steel frame building that law enforcement called “The Chicken Ranch”. There were numbered seats surrounding an open ring in the center, where the cockfighting took place. The roosters were raised in chicken farms on Rockland Key, from former Cuban-bred roosters, known for their territorial and aggressive tendencies. The illegal operation was raided, and shut down permanently around 1987-88. So with hens no longer being kept in coups for food, and roosters no longer being needed for the wagers, these released feral fowl hooked-up and are free-ranging through the Keys. In Key West, whose unofficial mascot is the chicken, locals call their chickens “gypsy chickens” as they roam freely everywhere. So much so that the City of Key West funds a program to rescue, care for the sick and injured, and re-home the chickens. Many of the chickens from Key West are trucked to farms on the mainland, to continue their free-range lives. Did a few jump off the transport in the parking lot in Key Largo? And now they are here, they are officially staying since obviously someone is feeding them, and I suppose no-one is particularly bothered by the rooster’s early morning crowing. I find them amusing and a small reminder of our early Caribbean island roots.
Imagine living in South Florida or the Florida Keys without some type of protection from the “mosquito”. Mosquitos are the most well known of the biting flies, but “no-see-ums,” their “all teeth”, nearly invisible cousin, are a force to be reckoned with. Belonging to the Ceratopogonidae family, their common name actually refers to a specific type of tiny biting fly. also known as midges, biting gnats, or sand flies, who depend on a supply of fresh human blood to reproduce, There are about four thousand species of these insects, found in almost all parts of the world, where there is suitable wet habitat for multiplying. The prevailing thought in the early 1900’s was that diking and draining the Everglades was needed to make South Florida habitable. Snowbirds came in December, and fled north in late spring, before it became muggy and buggy. Politicians needed more money, so their goal was to get people to visit longer, and eventually move here. Governor Napoleon Broward (1905-09), campaigned on a promise that “All that was needed to turn a worthless swamp into rich farmland was to knock a hole in the wall of coral and let a body of water obey natural law and seek the level of the sea.” Well, we know how that turned out. Florida's natural beauty laid waste to the bulldozer, and the natural drainage and filtering system, would be gone forever. I often wonder how the early settlers survived. The book “Charlotte’s Story”, tells the story of Russ and Charlotte Neidhauk who served as caretakers on the island of Elliott Key, the largest Key in Biscayne Bay, from 1934-35. They describe daily life without running water or power, farming and fishing to feed themselves. They lived in harmony with nature, using only what was available on the island or washed ashore via the “Overseas Lumber Company.“ Neidhauk wrote about mosquitos and no-see-ums: “When you get rain, you will soon have mosquitos. To get rid of mosquitos you need to eliminate the water where they live and reproduce. On the other hand sand fleas, live in just smelly, muck anywhere that has a food source and is damp. No way to eliminate them. To protect ourselves from them in the house, we oiled the screens, burned pyrethrum powder in a burner Russ had made with a pumice base and slotted coconut shell top. When we had to go out in them, we applied Vicks Salve to exposed areas. Eventually we discovered a screen paint which kept most of them outside. Mothballs dissolved in kerosene, helped keep these "Flying teeth" out. “ Ironically, Charlotte’s father, J. P. Arpin, had been a reclamation and drainage engineer for Gov. Broward. You just can’t control mother nature, The island was vacated after the Great Labor Day Hurricane of 1935, when salt water and waves submerged the island, destroying the homes and ruining the farmland. Island homes belonging to the early settlers, Conchs and fishermen, were close to the water, on dry elevated lots. They relied on prevailing winds to keep them cool and relatively bug-free. The "window" openings had screens and shutters, but no windows. My first apartment in the Keys was a “fish camp” type structure made from wooden forms, once used to construct homes in 1960’s era Miami. The landlord “Blinky” handed me a spray can of “Screen Pruf”, and explained this is what to spray on the window screens to keep the no-see-ums out. It was a thick black tar-like substance, and it definitely worked keeping out the bugs, but it sure messed up the view! These were the days before no-see-ums screen, a smaller 20 mesh size screen, which keeps no-see-ums out, though it does limit air flow through the screens. What can we do to live with no-see-ums? Spraying is not practical, as a new crop of no-see-ums are hatching daily. Environmental protections prohibit spraying pesticide over protected marshlands and water. We can wear protective clothing, or apply repellent. Bug repellents containing DEET are labeled for use against no-see-ums and mosquitos. A healthy alternative to chemicals is a homemade no-see-ums spray containing rosemary and alcohol. If you do get bit, wintergreen alcohol stops the itching within a minute and stays gone for hours. Best defense… It is a good idea to research vacation destinations and potential homesites, so you can avoid times or locations with critters present to “bug” you. Or take a lesson from your teenager… just stay inside in the AC tethered to your electronic device. |
CAROL ELLIS
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