This is NOT how I intended this to turn out.
I have been very pleased with the new placement of Colocasia escuelenta/ Coffee cups/ West Indian Kale near the small fish pond.
I intended to write a post about moving plants until you and the plant are both happy.
Well, now there is a third party involved.
The oak tree above is full of munching little caterpillars.
If you look up, you see naked limbs.
If you look down, you see feces. Now the water in the cups has the color of coffee. Yuck!
So thus the name of the post, in honor of Thomas Crapper of Chelsea. The owner of an early lavatory manufacturer in London.
My OCD self keeps flushing the leaves with water. No pun intended.
FLOW
floweralley 
Ah, the pleasures of gardening.
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Really.
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lol
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I just flushed them again.
I am considering covering them with tulle. Fancy!
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A tented extravaganza!
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Vous faites un magnifique travail dans votre jardin. Merci.
Mes amitiés
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Oh DAMN!
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Seriously! Now our deck and pier are covered. If it weren’t gross, it would be funny.
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It is surprising how much can come out of tiny creatures.
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It’s like tiny factories making bullets and spraying our yard. I hope it ends soon.
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I have Dutchman Pipe on a column on the patio we eat on and a lot of caterpillar dodo rained down there. Bad idea.
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