I’ve always had slugs in my garden, but never very many, or at least, controllable. I would wear my old sneakers with no treads and take great satisfaction in the violent approach to pest control. Yeah, you know what that means.
I’ve been enjoying our (for the most part) cool, moist spring. We’ve had a few days in the 80’s (F) but lately the weather has been in the 60’s and low 70’s during the day and down in the 50’s in the evenings. Many rainy days and nights has made a lush, green garden and some of the biggest blooms I have ever seen on my flowers.
I came home this evening, after a rainy day and had to set up both of my birdbaths that had been knocked down overnight, probably from a thirsty raccoon trying to get a drink of water.
The bench next to the birdbath is beginning to grow moss and as I checked it out—-Yuck! Slugs! Not just a couple but really a lot! It is a slug population explosion. Instead of hiding under rocks they are right out in the open. They just know that I’m outnumbered. I looked around. They are everywhere! Stomping on them just will not cut it. I am going to have to break out the beer!
Hopefully, the thirsty raccoon won’t be in a party mood and the slugs are ready for a happy death.