But first...I am still stuck on my crazy coneflowers...who are turning somewhat risque looking...but it's all birds and bees isn't it?
OK...now on to the horn worms. I happily go to see what's going on in the garden before scooting off to work and I was screamed with horror when I saw that ~1/3 of the leaves had been eaten off the Mr Stripey tomatoes by two FAT FAT FAT horn worms who I could swear smirked at me! I quickly declared war and since the recommended squishing is not my cup of tea, I retrieved a plastic drink bottle from the trash, snatched the offenders from my Mr Stripey's (of course with a gloved hand) and dropped their green butts into the bottle. I left the sealed bottle near the tomatoes as a warning to the other hormworms...eat my stuff and the same fate awaits you...death by plastic drink bottle...(insert evil laugh here!)
On a much more pleasant note...I picked my first Cherokee Purple tomato and at it warm with salt for lunch...it was incredible...and made me forget the whole worm trauma.