Despite plague and panic, we have faithfully watered the fuchsia every day. Garry, my brave knight, has gone out there with the watering can, even when it was raining poisonous caterpillars. My hero!
Our good luck that the gypsy caterpillars don’t like fuchsia! They left them in peace while devouring acres of oak and maple.
We got out of the plague with our two catalpa trees, the ash tree, the lilac (which had already bloomed) … and the day lilies. The maples have new baby leaves, but the oaks are still starkly bare.
The fuchsia are madly blooming. How I love my fuchsias!