We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
The overgrown thing had taken on a corroded aspect from the depredations of the beetles; it looked like a leprous dragon, smelled like a grandmother, and pinched like a mortgage when you touched it looking for errant shuttlecocks or wiffleballs.
What happened to all of those Japanese Beetles that used to eat the roses? I haven't seen one in years. My Mom used to send us out to pick them off of her roses and drop them in little jars of gasoline. Like picking blueberries.
I was just thinking the other day that I've seen more Japanese beetles on my roses this year than for the last 10-15 years here in Eastern Kentucky.
When I think of Japanese beetles, I always recall the June bugs we tortured as kids by tying string around their legs and making them whirl in circles. When their legs tore off, we tossed them aside and got a new bug.
"What happened to all of those Japanese Beetles that used to eat the roses?"
They all moved to my garden. They have stripped my roses almost bare in the past several weeks.
Only cure for mine is to prune the roses way back and start from scratch, the beetles go somewhere else for a while; for some reason they like the older growth leaves and don't care so much for the new growth. Once my roses finish their current bloom cycle I will go at it. But then, that's just my theory, I don't really know anything about roses or beetles.