If I didn’t want aphids to be a part of my life, then I should have been a little more careful.
Fall turning into winter and my vegetable garden hadn’t hardly even produced yet, I guess they didn’t have enough sunlight, I’m pretty sure they didn’t have enough nutrients, and I’m almost positive that I planted everything too close together.
So my genius idea was to transplant everything into pots and bring them inside the greenhouse to let them finish what they started.
What I didn’t plan on were the aphids that I would transport in the process.
Aphids love everything about greenhouses, the temperature, the humidity, the plants. From entomologist Stephen A. Marshall: in optimal environmental conditions and lacking any predators, parasites, or disease, a single aphid could produce 600 billion descendants in one season.
I tried soapy water, I tried neem oil, I tried lemon juice, I went leaf by leaf smashing them with my fingers, I even politely asked them to leave, and yet they still remain.
I wonder if I will lose this battle? I wonder if aphids will overpopulate the earth? I wonder if humans are overpopulating the earth?
When are there to many? At what point is there not enough resources to feed them all? When will they kill the very thing that is feeding them? I always find myself preaching that all living things are just as important as the next, and we need to stop the wars and end the suffering. Then squish, another entire family of aphids smashed between my fingers… Are all living things just as important?
When the air is polluted, the water is poisoned and the dirt is depleted of nutrients, then what? When everyone has asthma, cancer, and malnutrition then what?
Wouldn’t it be nice if aphids learned to live sustainably with the plants they infest? If there was only a way to raise there consciousness… What if they could calculate how fast the plant grows, how much to eat, how many offspring to produce? Maybe even find a way to produce a nutrient that helps the plant instead of hurt it? Hmmm…
Wouldn’t it be nice.