This. This is what’s causing our bean plants to die a painful death. I have no idea what these are, but they’re eating my leaves down to the veins.
Across the garden path, our neighbors plucked a leaf off their own beans and showed us how they spray with a mixture of dishsoap and water. Potato beetles, they said, but I’m not so sure. My frantic Googling suggests a Mexican Bean Beetle. Whatever the case, our neighbors across the way weren’t too concerned. Their bean plants are six and seven feet tall with fat bean pods despite the lacy leaves. I try not to be jealous. Seth, I think, feels it worse than I do. It’s hard not to be envious in a community garden where hundreds of other gardeners have lush, rich plots.
Still, some of our beans look pretty good.
Earth Morning: an ever-growing tiny adventure 