I’ve never lived in a place where it rains as much as here in Norway. I’ve never lived where you can go for two weeks without ever seeing the sun once. I’ve never lived where Rhododendrons grow.
And I’ve never lived in a place where I had to deal with SLUGS!
Well, once in a while in Saskatchewan, the pear slugs would get ahead of me and decimate my cottoneaster hedge. but the were only 1/4″ long – and only hit one plant.
Here, there are small gray ones, and fat red-brown ones, and long, black ones, and even striped leopard slugs…….. and they ALL love my flowers.
Why can’t they eat weeds? or the grass even? But no, they really loved my lewisia and tiny margarita daisies. And even though the plants have been reduced to skeletons, they still have to check in for a munch.
I’ve been waging a was on them the past few days – spoon and baggie in hand. The first night i spared the striped ones, as my neighbour told me that they didn’t do any damage. Last night I found on right in the middle of one of my daisies, so I’m afraid they no longer get left either.
So, when does it get too cold for slugs? I know that it won’t freeze here in September, only get rainy and dreary. that seems to be a slugs’ favourite weather.
I’m hoping that the slug community has been noticing that their friends who have ventured out into MY flowerbeds have NOT been returning. Maybe it will become a danger zone in their world, and my lovely flowers will come back a bit longer.