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#What To Plant To Get Rid Of Mosquitoes
uygfiug · 2 months
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fucking thrips stupid idiot pests i hate them
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snekdood · 1 year
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You fucking idiots dont fucking get it. ive been taking care of plants since i was 14. Ive tried FUCKING EVERYTHING. Fungus gnats are just apparently gonna exist around me no matter what i do or try, apparently just like these yerfs who also seem to be breeding like maggots.
#please! non plant experts stfu forever.#please! if you dont take care of a grden or live by a heavily wooded areas and dont have any plants inside too that arent succs-#shut the fuck up forever!!#whatever you're about to suggest! ive fucking tried it!!!#but of course. like the yerfs you are you cant ever take me at my word for my own experiences. its always that yall know whats right always#and never that im actually fucking correct about the shit i talk about. like maybe its just really fucking hard to control their population#did you ever consider that sometimes you have to make sacrifices if you want to take care of something like plants? i have to wake up at 6#in the morning now JUST to keep the squirrels scared away from my planters. bc if i sleep in at all i risk letting my plants die bc of#their bs. unfortunately theres just shit that comes with plants that you have to decide whether or not your love for plants is greater than#whatever bs you might encounter while you take care of them. and unfortunately one of those sacrifices is having to deal with fungus gnats#and bugs in general. yall think its so easy to control bugs in my apartment. im poor. nothing is sealed here.#i had a fucking mosquito infestation. how does that even happen? i dont fucking know! but it did.#ive had a meal moth infestation. how did they get in? they were breeding in a little bag of old food i had for my hermit crabs.#how did they get in and somehow get to that bag all the way in my room? WHO FUCKIN KNOWS! I SUSPECT THOUGH ITS BC IM FUCKIN POOR#AND THIS SHIT AINT SEALED IN HERE WELL ENOUGH. i have bug problems all the time.#and you're gonna tell me its just suddenly so easy to get rid of gnats.#this is why ik none of yall *actually* take care of plants. like actually truly. outside of what. your succulents and the one palm you have#im really happy that you have plants you can deprive of water for a few days but i have marsh plants! i have swamp plants! I CANT deprive#them of moisture acrually! so its really not that fucking easy to get eid of the fucking gnats! i feel like i should have to fucking#explain this. if you actually took care of plants forreal forreal you would know they are just not fucking easy to get rid of.#but naw. im trans. so that means i never know what im talking about about anything or whatever and yall gotta act paternalistic about#everything i do. meanwhile im sitting over here ripping out my hair about how dumb and juvenile YALL are bc ik for a gotdamn fact if any of#yall ugly fucks ACTUALLY took care of plants outside of the ornamental ones you have this wouldnt be a discussion.#but naw ya saw a jokey post of mine about how i felt defeated in my ability to get rid of the gnats and decided i wasnt actually trying#bc for some reason yall gotta assume that no trans person actually just knows wtf theyre talking about literally on anything.#anyways i hope yall get plagued by gnats forever and all your planrs die from them devouring the roots.#its like yall are new souls coming in acting like you're an old soul and im the actual old soul tryna tell you what it is but yall are just#*so convinced* you're right because everyone says im the crazy old man on the corner so that means i dont know anything or some#dumb reasoning like that. like idk maybe this old man has seen some shit and knows some shit but sure im sure yall little asses know wrf#ur talking about. totally.
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If you are someone who hates bugs and kills them on sight (except for those that can actually cause considerable harm) please..just..take a second...think before you act. Does that bug need to die? Are you killing it just to feel better?
Yes, phobias are real. I have arachnophobia. And it's taken a long time for me to get to the point I'm at now where i can hold jumping spiders and be sort of near wolf spiders. I still struggle but to be in a field where you're outside a lot, you have to get comfortable with spiders sometimes crawling on you.
The first step is respect. You don't have to like or enjoy bugs. But you need to respect what their role is in the environment. To make it easier, think of animals you DO like and learn about their relationship with bugs. You really like birds? Well guess what a ton of birds eat. Even birds that don't directly eat bugs may eat things that do (ya know the whole food web thing). Bugs also may positively impact their environment through nutrient cycling, eating other, more destructive bugs, eating harmful molds, bacteria, or fungi, pollination, etc.
I used to be skeeved out by a lot of bugs, particularly bug larvae. Guess what I'm studying right now? Invertebrates are so interesting once you get past the initial discomfort.
Many of us believe invertebrates = gross/scary. This needs to stop. Invertebrates are going extinct so fast and because everyone hates them we don't have enough research to even know how many we are losing. Pesticides/herbicides have completely wiped out a significant portion of the invertebrate population, and that's along with other things like pollution, ocean acidification, invasive species, etc.
We are losing spiders. We are losing centipedes. We are losing tiny flies. We are losing worms and beetles and bees and wasps. We are losing butterflies and fireflies. Some invertebrate species only exist in one small pond or cave. Some have never actually been seen and some have only been seen once. And its affecting all of us. Fish are disappearing from streams because there's nothing to eat. Amphibians are disappearing because there's nothing to eat (and bc of chytrid fungus). Bats are disappearing because there's nothing to eat (and bc of white nose syndrome). Pangolins, axolotls, red pandas, armadillos, woodpeckers, monkeys, salamanders, these all have diets that are either partially or only fulfilled by bugs.
I go outside in the summer, and don't even have to use bug spray anymore. I remember getting chased by swarms of nats and mosquitos. Nights glittering with hundreds of fireflies. Now I only worry about mosquitos in the spring by the water. Even then I have maybe 5 bites at most, when before I used to be covered in bites from being outside. Before I was born, windshields used to be COVERED in bugs when you went down the highway.
Please, you don't have to like them, but please make an effort to change your initial reaction. They are earthlings just like us. They don't deserve to die because they aren't cute. We need more funding and research. They are getting wiped out and people think that's a fucking good thing. Stop using bug zappers. Try using bug repellent that doesn't have DEET in it (only use it if absolutely necessary), take the bug out in a cup and piece of paper, use methods other than pesticides to get pests out of your garden. Yes sometimes you need to kill a tick or get the termites or ants out of your house. Sometimes a venomous spider gets in your house and it's not safe to handle them. Sometimes they are killing your plants and you need to get rid of them. But a harmless millipede who's one defense is to literally curl into a little spiral and is completely harmless? Does it really have to die?
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inside my pond there is an old enamel sink that's been used as a planter for various things over the years at my house. i find it endlessly fascinating to watch things over periods of time - i completed a year-long video project in february where i recorded clips of my garden each month, trying to catch the same plants at all the stages of a year-long cycle, and i'm several months into a second year-long project where i take a photo from the same window of the cherry trees that grow outside. Part of the reason that I've wanted to make a pond for ages is that I wanted to both just observe it and also mess with it to see what happens. (The other parts are that my garden space was too big for me to maintain so filling it with pond was a great way to get rid of grass-encroached soil, and also how desperately I want to watch frogspawn develop into tadpoles and then froglets.) I 'finished' planting this pond in 18th April, and since then the main three things I've taken note of are how quickly the water became clear, how quickly things colonised it (fly/mosquito larvae within days, various sizes of water beetles within weeks - today I saw the largest beetle yet at probably 1cm!), and the unexpected presence of this algae/sediment that's settled around the top of the sink. Then I was surprised that has begun to disappear! I wonder if it was to do with the water levels - I noticed that it had begun to clear after a spate of very hot days and about a week without rain! The above photos were taking on 18th April, 20th April, 29th April, 7th May, 11th May, 12th May, and today 15th May. I can't wait to see what changes next (: And I have a lot more planned for the surrounding area!
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darlingpwease · 1 year
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okay okay imagine shi mei who tries to go on with his plan but something always distracts him and that is YOU. your beauty, your personality, it always distracts him from his plan to the point he is annoyed and angry at you secretly while trying to uphold his facade.
but then it transforms into an obsession with you and one day he starts acting weirdly towards you. the both of you alone in a room, his smile looked eerie. if looks could kill, you would be dead by now. and he still contemplates infront of you if he should get rid of you or lock you up somewhere only for his eyes.
dead but pretty
♡ unhealthy behaviour, lovehate relationship, mild light blood play (biting, licking; fantasy), mention of blood + violence, primal-ish romance; not-so-smart!reader (or not), chu wanning just loves his disciple
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SHI MEI knew from the very beginning that you would be a problem — just like it was with Mo Ran, that stupid mutt, but with you it was different.
You were his senior fellow disciple, the second disciple of Chu Wanning, who ideally took a place right next to him — the person who was perfect for his plan, but who became much more difficult to get close to because you were constantly hanging around.
SHI MEI has never been blind, especially in those things that affected emotions and relationships — he saw that the 'elder of Sisheng Peak and master of three disciples' had a special attitude towards you, even if tried not to show this favoritism, striving to look at his three disciples the same. But his gaze stayed on you longer — and SHI MEI was talking now not only about the gaze, and even not so much your influence on Chu Wanning alone bothered him.
(after all, when SHI MEI plants a flower in him, it won't matter so much, even if it's eaten up from the inside by inarticulate jealousy and irritation.)
SHI MEI felt that you were his natural enemy.
Everything that was in you time after time touched something hidden deep in his soul — your gait, your smile, your face, the shine of your eyes, your voice, your emotions, your reactions, your behavior, your personality, your smell.
It seemed that you perfectly touched all the places and buttons in his soul, opened his wounds and made them bleed, could read his mind at a glance and shift everything he planned with one careless wave of your hand like a house of cards. SHI MEI understood that his fear was irrational — but what if it wasn't? What if you really see through him? What if there is something most frightening hidden in your eyes? What if your behavior really hides that strong and punchy personality that can easily drive him into a corner and force the butterfly to obey, accepting the same fate that others had?
An exciting rush of unusual emotions, fear of the unknown — even under the gaze of a knowledgeable Chu Wanning, SHI MEI does not feel so naked and dumbfounded, not understanding what to expect next, as next to you. SHI MEI relies on his intuition, playing the role of a gray cardinal and a spider quietly weaving a web away from flies and mosquitoes — Chu Wanning feels this, but does nothing, choosing him himself and taking responsibility for him. But you didn't choose him — and SHI MEI, as if in a primitive state, is afraid of you, not understanding what to expect, lowering thick eyelashes down, hiding dilated pupils behind them, and at the same time wants to dig into your throat with his hands and feel the beating of your heart, the beating of your fear.
SHI MEI is not afraid, — not afraid anymore, never again, — but whenever he sees you it's like a butterfly looking at a spider.
He doesn't know why himself, but whenever he comes across you, he can't help but hate that powerlessness and feeling of helplessness; his hands tremble when you try to help — SHI MEI knows that you are not that type, but every time in your eyes he sees how you look down on him, as if he's a funny weak pet, which makes his cheeks unusually-incorrectly blush while his flexible thin fingers are clutching the book.
He wants to throw the book on the ground, dig into your collar and bite you, make you shut up, look up at him, tremble with fear and horror while a thin trickle of your blood flows down your lip, which he will lick off with the look of a winner, pointing you to the place where you should be, never again interfering with his plans, not helping him, not looking down on him, not questioning him — but SHI MEI only hurriedly nervously draws a soft smile on red lips when you look at him again, bending flexible tender neck to timidly thank you, you should not have helped him at all, however, he is still glad that he was able to spend time with you, even if he himself is almost trembling with rage? and anger?, looking at your legs.
You look down on him, don't you?
You, like Chu Wanning, are always ahead, always leading, always on the same wavelength, always there until he can't get there, no matter what he does — Chu Wanning's gaze is always yours, even if he looks at others, and SHI MEI bites lower lip until it bleeds when he sees that you are looking at the master too long or start chatting about him, praising and warning your 'timid and pure shidi', clearly thinking that this is a good topic for conversation.
What are you thinking about at this moment? Are you really thinking about him or is there only Chu Wanning in your empty head? Do you have any thoughts at all? Are you able to think or are you no better than Mo Ran, the fourth disciple, which SHI MEI disliked immediately, and it was mutual. However, SHI MEI loved the sight of a stupid but unfairly gifted mutt running after the master in an attempt to attract attention, not realizing that in Chu Wanning's eyes there was only one disciple who could get to his heart and take all the place there.
And SHI MEI, out of scientific curiosity, wants to tear out your heart and see how much this applies to you, especially when you spend time with him, helping and having fun, as if you are really interested in him and you are fascinated by his gentle and soft behavior and beauty, similar to the charm of a rare beauty even at that age, — who doesn't love beautiful things, right? — but as soon as that very time comes, you immediately run to the Red Lotus Pavilion, like an animal with a conditioned reflex to a thing from which you cannot refuse.
He hates you so damn much.
Can you not think about your shizun for at least a few minutes? Is he the only one in your head and heart? Do you even think about him at least sometimes, or is he just a substitute for the time when Chu Wanning is not around, because "it seems to you that they are somewhat similar"? Is that why you spend time with him?
Because he 'somehow' reminds you of your white moonlight?!
... Shi Mei swallows the lump in his throat, being alone again when you hurriedly run away after saying goodbye to him. In hands is the book that you recommended for him last time, but never had time to discuss it — and he realizes that something is wrong when there are bloody marks on his left hand from his own nails digging into the skin. His body is shivering slightly, but it's definitely from the cold, yes — he's been sitting with you for too long, engrossed in conversation, listening to you, feeling how time slows down when you're around, even if he can tell from the sky that several hours have passed.
He just wants to wrap his arms around your neck and twist it, enjoying your fear just as you revel in his weakness and defenselessness, offering him help and brazenly assuring him that he can always turn to you, as if not believing that he will ever be equal to you, — SHI MEI would give anything just to see you, who understand how wrong you were, while you are as defenseless as a butterfly in a spider's web.
He hates you. So fucking hates. He will not be able to rest until he sees in your eyes the same horror and hatred that burn in his pupils whenever you look at someone else.
He will make you look at him like that.
You have no choice.
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You love your shidi — the one who is fragile, peaceful, gentle and soft. As airy as a beautiful butterfly — and also leaves nothing in memory but a vague image, like paint smeared on a painting, behind which it is no longer visible who was there. Despite his beautiful face, no one can remember what he looked like or what his appearance was, as if he was a faceless ghost, a passing shadow in this world. It would be wrong to say that you have never been bothered or even afraid because of this, but you have always understood that these are just prejudices.
After all, your shidi is as dangerous as a caterpillar or, at the very least, a butterfly pupa.
But when his flexible, fragile fingers suddenly cling to your sleeve, and nothing but smoky something splashes in the black pupils, which makes goosebumps run through your body,
you really begin to doubt if this is your shidi.
You know that he is afraid of you, even if he tries to hide it, and you really tried to fix it — but for the first time SHI MEI looks at you with such a challenge, as if you are looking into a lake whose bottom is not visible.
“... Is something wrong? Did I scare you?”
His voice is as sweet as honey,
but why do you feel the poison spreading through your body?
“If you don't mind, I'd like to ask you something...”
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turtlesandfrogs · 2 years
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A basic starter project if you want to start growing your own food but have no money & no experience, assuming you like green onions.
Supplies needed: Dead potted plant from free pile/dumpster/friend or family member, used food container, green onion ends.
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Steps:
1. Remove lid from container, it's now your plant pot's saucer
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2. Either poke holes very carefully and slowly (not ideal) or slice the corners off with scissors (better)
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3. Remove soil from the dead plant's pot, put in container. This one was super heavy in perlite (the white stuff, helps with drainage), so I mixed in another pot that had more organic matter (brown stuff, mostly helps retain moisture, sometimes provides nutrients). Water until water comes out the bottom, then let drain in sink until until it's done. Put pot on lid:
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4. Stick the green onions in, deep enough that they can stand up on their own, or until the white part is covered:
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5. Stick in window, water when dry, and wait:
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Why not just stick them in water?
Because they make the water really smelly.
Just change the water often, then it won't stink.
I will forget, and then it will stink. Plus, I prefer growing in soil.
Why do you prefer soil?
Thanks for asking! I started because growing them in water didn't work well for me. But on top of that, if you regrow in water, eventually their growth will peter out. This is because in addition to water and carbon dioxide, plants need other nutrients. These are stored in the bulbs of green onions, but they will be depleted by growth if the plant can't replace them. Potting soil often has leftover nutrients, and if you've got compost you can also mix that in.
Why not just put fertilizer in the water?
Two reasons. First off, that's a great way to grow algea, unless you make sure the water isn't getting light. Secondly, most cheap, widely available fertilizers are meant to be used for plants that are in soil, so they're not complete (they're missing iron and maybe some other things? It's been a while since i looked it up). So eventually, if you use water and normal ferts, the plant will stop growing. If you have access to hydroponic ferts, those would work, but you also have enough money that you're not the target audience for this post.
I don't trust the potting soil from random plants.
Completely understandable, and probably smart too. In that case, you have a couple other options if you want soil for free. First off, you could look for dead vegetable or other edible plants in pots, and know that those will not have been treated with something that makes them inedible to humans. You can also look for free bags of partially used potting soil in your local buy-nothing/free stuff groups/craigslist/nextdoor/mutual aid groups.
What if I have some money for soil?
Then you can look for potting soil, or make your own (plenty of recipes online for this)
Help! There are tiny flies that look like fruit flies!
Those are probably fungus gnats, and there's plenty of ways to get rid of them. My two favorites are watering a bit less and adding half an inch of sand to the top, making your plants an unsuitable habitat, or getting a mosquito dunk and keeping it in your watering can. Mosquito dunks have Bt, a type of bacteria that kills mosquitos, fungus gnats, and other related insects. There are other types of Bt that go after other types of insect, such as cabbage moths. It's considered an organic treatment.
What about other pests?
I've literally never seen them get other pests indoors.
How much light do they need?
As much as you can give them, probably. If you have a window that gets midday sun, use that. Or a grow light. If they don't get enough light, they'll be floppy and pale, still edible, but not as flavorful.
When can I harvest?
When it wouldn't look silly to harvest them. I generally wait until they're at least a foot tall (30cm). I'll post an update when I do.
Why didn't you just use the dead plant's pot, dumbass?
A) it didn't have a saucer to protect the surface underneath, B) this is a concept post, and often plant pots are too wide to fit in window sills, and C) I didn't like the pot.
Won't it just grow into a bulb?
Nope, green onions are actually usually a different type than bulbing onions. Usually. And they're perennial! I've never had one try forming a bulb, but you can just eat them if yours do.
Can I ask you another question?
Yep! I'll add it to the update.
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bilbobagginsomebabez · 4 months
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i tend to replace fear with anger so i feel insane about how scared people are of cultural diversity when it's the the technology that's going to save us all.
cultural traditions are in and of themselves a technology to cultivate the skills and values needed to meet the group's physical needs and maintain social cohesion. it's a type of accumulated knowledge, we do x thing for x reason. for example, the old testament says not to mix linen and wool not because of the moral paradigm but because it sucks ass, doesn't really work, and counteracts the benefits of each type of fabric. the heat retention and stretch of wool ❌❌ the breathability and durable, non-stretchy nature of linen. you also probably don't want to get caught outside in a partially wool garment in an arid region. keep it on and overheat and die, or take it off, dehydrate, and die anyway but also burn your skin off in the process. unpleasant results no matter what. so just don't.
the inuit teach incredible anger management skills and consider it deeply humiliating and childish to lose your temper. because they live in remote places in small dwellings and need to get along. it is a requirement to keep the peace when it's like -60 degrees out and nobody can physically leave or stray far from the fire and warmth of other bodies or they will straight up fucking die.
celtic folklore tells of kelpies, who lurk in pools and will lure you with promises of adventure before dragging you down into the depths (don't swim in pools you aren't familiar with or you will drown.) my grandma taught me to bribe the house fairies with notes and soft pieces of cloth left in nooks and crannies when you've lost something (go pay specific attention to places you usually ignore.)
the haudenosaunee (iroquois) seventh generation principle teaches environmental awareness by requiring that you protect the next seven generations of all your kin, every member of the system, animal(humans are included here) and plant alike.
the knowledge you have, the language you learned it in, and the terms and the connotations that were used to explain it all direct paths of thought and imagination that a person has. if you live in a culture that hates and fears insects, bugs are introduced to you in hostile language, conceptualized for you as pests and interlopers, and you're told that the right thing to do is get rid of them. the word "bug" is itself hostile-- "don't bug me." you have to personally really fucking love bugs to see beyond that framework and the social stigma attracted by violating it to become an entomologist. the culture that does not hate and fear insects has many more entomologists. the culture that loves them has more entomologists than anybody else. the culture that has more entomologists has a better understanding of ecosystems, and will accumulate a more comprehensive body of ecological knowledge over time. i'm using insects here as a stand-in for gross or alien aspects of the natural world and by extension the concept that the animal homo sapiens is superior to and can be separated from nature. which is a stupid ass concept that fucked western/european ecological thought from the jump.
that accumulated body of knowledge will influence other types of thought, particularly how you think of and understand systems. a vast body of ecological knowledge lends itself to understanding that a top-heavy system is unstable, that systems thrive on diversity and redundancy, that there are many ways to accomplish the same task and it's more likely the goal will be accomplished with various methods in play. you need bees and wasps and mosquitos to pollinate your plants. bees will ignore a plant that a wasp loves. the lives of both are purposeful, necessary. ecological thought tends to breed egalitarian imagination, and this is the soil from which the Seventh Generation Principle comes from. american indigenous nations do not have magic nature powers, they are descendants and inheritors of cultures that cultivated more comprehensive ecological knowledge than europeans did. much requires rebuilding, but the base assumptions of their ecological (and political) knowledge systems are not fundamentally fucked. so we should listen. landback
culture is cultivation, and cultivation bears fruit. the same way that negative attributes (kyriarchy, racism, homophobia, sexism) can be cultivated, positive attributes (anger management skills, ecological knowledge) can be cultivated, too. and here's the best fucking part, the most human of technologies: we can learn them from each other.
we can learn from each other!
we can learn how the inuit teach their children anger management and practice those skills ourselves. we can learn each other's little tricks for finding lost objects. we can learn the ecological principles that structure the Seventh Generation Principle. we can use this knowledge to change how we understand and imagine all our systems, to respect each other better, to never change a puzzle piece but recognize its curves and where they fit. to love the colors needed to make a beautiful and complex tapestry.
it's all right here. not at the tip of our fingers but already in our grasp! and it takes nothing but respect for the necessity of diversity. that others know things you don't, and that is a profoundly joyful thing.
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lakesbian · 1 year
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(tangentially related to the Amy post) I bet this has been discussed to death but when I read Worm for the first time I kept getting distracted by all the things Taylor could have done with her power if it wasn't Worm. Perfect bedbug removal. Perfect plant hybridization with no accidental cross pollination. Breeding endangered insects. The implications of that much spider silk on demand. Search and rescue. Eliminate malaria. OR give people malaria on purpose. Devastate crops. Sneak allergens into people's houses. Did I mention she could majorly fuck up an area's food supply either by preventing crops from being pollinated or just by having her bugs destroy them? If she can do heartworm she can do trichinosis. Can she do scabies? Maybe not bc she can't detect skin mites but she can do Lyme. Tsetse. Lice. Termites. Silverfish. Do you know how positive I was that she was going to do something with silverfish and how relieved/disappointed I was when she didn't. What the hell. Bugs hold so much power in this world.
this is a fun observation because: 1. the text alludes to this occasionally. she gets rid of the lice & cockroach problem in jail, her territory is pest-free, and she removes the mosquitos & biting flies on the earth gimel refugee camp shortly after gold morning starts. it's neat how she can use her bugs on the broader scale you've mentioned, and occasionally approaches doing so, but never does in full because powers (and the plot of worm) are fundamentally about conflict.
2. it's the exemplification of the thesis of taylor's character: insects are so small, yet as a collective whole, they hold so much power in this world. and we are all so very small, in the end. everyone is only one bug under the heel of the cosmos. but all together, a swarm of us can topple gods. her power is that principle in miniature.
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faunandfl0ra · 1 year
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TIMING: Yesterday LOCATION: Wicked's Rest State Park PARTIES: Conor & Rhett @ironcladrhett SUMMARY: A walk in the national park turns into a trip down memory lane for some, nightmare alley for others. CONTENT WARNINGS: Sibling death (mention)
In the two months he had been living in Maine, Conor hadn’t really thought about taking a look around town, or beyond. The shop was often busy, and when it wasn’t, he liked to retire in his backyard, which was beginning, day after day, to look like the disorganized, flowery, luscious haven he wished to spend his evenings in. When he didn’t do that, he generally settled with his violin in his bedroom, rehearsing for hours. 
Going out was never really his priority. His garden counted as going out to him. He didn’t need to be with people to do that. His garden was fine. 
He didn’t particularly seek the company of others today either. 
Conor wasn’t much of a hiker, but he figured the state park would have greenery worth the trouble. He hadn’t packed much aside from a bottle of water, and he hadn’t told a soul about where he was going or for how long. It was Sunday, he didn’t need to tell the whole town about what he did on Sundays, right? 
On his way toward a stream, he had to stop to look at the purple and yellow irises growing there. “Well aren’t you a beauty,” he smiled, crouching down to take a closer look. 
Spend more time in the woods, his brother had told him. Warned him, more like. There was a reason he was trying to keep Rhett from the lake, and while the warden couldn’t fathom what it could be, he could do what Emilio asked. For a little while, anyway. 
As such, today found him wandering through the state park, his posture relaxed enough that it was almost as if he was just on a stroll and not on the constant lookout for fae or fae-related activity. Still, the scabbard hanging from his hip and the rifle slung over his back told a different story—not that he cared much about appearances. He looked dangerous, and anyone that he encountered that had nothing to fear from him would do well to stay away anyway, because he was in a sour mood after failing to kill that fucking lake nymph. 
A buzz crawled over his skin and he stopped dead, wide eyes scanning the area. His vision might be shit, but his fae-dar was impeccable, especially in a place like this. Crowds of people and monsters were another story. 
Moving stealthily, the warden drew his sword and twisted it in his hand, his breath catching in his throat when he finally saw the source of the claws that scratched at the backs of his eyes. Some… whatever it was, crouched down admiring flowers. Cute. Those purple and yellow buds were about to get a fresh paint job, though.
He crept up behind the figure, careful with the knowledge that it might have some kind of advanced hearing, moving as slow as he could. Crouched down among the ferns, focused fully on his victim to-be, he didn’t notice the crystal poking up from beneath the foliage his palm brushed through, his fingertips dragging along its smooth surface for a brief second or two before moving on to the rough bark of the tree that stood beside him.
When the fae started to move again, Rhett moved faster, closing the distance in about a second and pressing his iron blade to its neck as his hand gripped it by the opposite shoulder. He should have slit its throat then and there, but curiosity got the better of him. “What are ya?” He could only tell a nymph by feeling alone, and this one had a different flavor of irritation. 
Conor left the flowers where they belonged. He couldn’t bring these back to his place. They’d die there. Then, if he managed to dig a pond in his backyard, perhaps he could invest in those sorts of plants next year. He’d have to worry about mosquitoes, but he supposed there were easy ways to get rid of them. 
Lost in his train of thoughts, he paid no mind to the sounds in his back, up until it became clear those were footsteps, and coming from someone way too close to him. Now was not the time to freak out, yet, Conor couldn’t stop himself from focusing more than it was comfortable on the sharp, cold yet burning thing pressed to his neck, or the strong hand gripping at his shoulder. He didn’t like strangers touching him. He knew he was tense, and yet any noise that could have helped him get help got caught up in his throat. And why was that knife burning him? 
The stranger spoke. He didn’t sound nice, or from around here. 
Conor didn’t attempt to take a look at him. He didn’t dare move. Still, he had to answer his question. “What do you mean?” His voice quivered as he stammered his way through the short sentence. “I’m just hiking, I’m not gonna do anything.” 
“Didn’t ask what yer doin’, idjit. Asked what ya are. Know you’re fae, no point in lyin’ ‘bout it. Wanna know what kind afore I cut yer damn head off. Why don’tcha let that pretty li’l disguise’ah yours drop, eh? Would love tah see what ya really look like.” 
As if to back up this threat, Rhett’s cutlass pressed more firmly into the fae’s neck, his grip moving from the creature’s shoulder to grab a fistful of its unruly hair. 
“Come on… rude to keep a fella waitin’,” Rhett warned a final time, leaning his head down to speak directly into his prey’s ear, just in case he wasn’t being heard. 
The hunter did a good job of exposing Conor’s neck, of making him entirely vulnerable. What could he possibly do now, to break free from his strong hold. With a whimper, Conor slowly raised his hand up, before him. He didn’t want to do the other harm, simply to get out of harm’s way.
It would be disappointing to see the end of the path today. He had just began the process of letting his brother back into his life. Disappearing would leave a bitter taste of unfinished business in his younger brother’s mouth, and Conor hated to be the sort to keep on letting him down. He had just introduced himself back to the Bostonian man, all to be murdered weeks later. What a shame. 
“I’m a…” He winced. The other’s lips brushed against his ear lobe, too close, his voice too loud for his sensitive ears. With that stimulation, they turned back to their natural aspect, pointier, goat-like, and it wasn’t long before Conor’s legs took on a more hairy and complicated aspect, his bushy hair parted on his temples, revealing curled horns. “Please, I… I don’t do people harm.” He tried not to wince. That wasn’t quite right, but the other didn’t need to know it.
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Was a divine damn thing, seeing one of their kind shed the human disguise it used to masquerade in a place it didn’t belong. He pulled back a bit as those ears changed, gaze traveling down the creature’s body as more of it shifted, then back up again to see the horns that’d appeared on its head. 
“Ah.” The usual plea. “Faun.” As far as murderous fae went, faun were a little lower on the totem pole—he could recall a time when he’d have left most of them well enough alone, provided they weren’t hurting anyone. But unfortunately for this faun, those days were gone. 
“No? Y’ain’t never killed no one? Find that hard’tah believe, goat. Easy t’go overboard. Never had an accident, then? Yer the pinnacle of control?” His tone carried a sharp, poisonous edge to it, not unlike the one digging into the faun’s flesh. “Be honest, I know it’s terrible painful to lie. You ever killed anyone?”
"You've killed before," Conor countered. No one in their right mind would walk up on someone like that with a knife if they weren't metaphorically screaming bloody murder from a mile away. "Doesn't mean you should die for it, does it?" Conor knew some of his fae pals would disagree. 
He was ashamed of his feats enough as it was. He didn't need the fae police to come and slap him on the hand (or much worse) about it. So yes, Conor's tone was harsh, and the faun was once again cranky. It would be terrible to die having renounced his ideals. It would be strange for it to be any different with that damn blade burning against his neck. 
With a heave of his shoulders, Conor took another calming breath. "I was raised by humans. I don't know the ways of my kin," which was why he had accidents. "I'm so sorry. I don't mean to do people harm," most of the time, he didn't. Karens and Kyles had it coming.
“That’s where yer wrong, bucko. I’ve killed, sure. I’ve killed lots. Fae, undead, shifters… don’t make much difference to me, so long as they ain’t human. But fae really key me up like nothin’ else, yanno? All those fuckin’ tricky ways you lot like to talk… sucker some poor human into doin’ whatever you tell ‘em to, into hurtin’ the people they love, all with yer god damn fuckin’ words…” It was getting personal, clearly. “But all that killin’ I’ve done? It does mean I should die for it. In fact, I plan to. Just not today.”
He shoved down on the faun’s shoulder to force it to its knees, sucking in a deep, wavering breath. “Save yer fuckin’ apologies,” he bit out, wondering why his throat felt so tight. “You might not mean to, but ya do. Ya do all kinds’ah fuckin’ harm all the fuckin’ time—” What remained of his vision had grown blurry, and there was a sound in his ear like a mosquito that just wouldn’t leave. “I—” His thoughts had gone foggy and he felt… he felt… oh, no. Not now. His mind abandoned him, separating from his body in a metaphorical sense, leaving him hollow and confused. 
“Gonna kill ya,” he muttered, tightening the grip on his sword, almost like he was trying to remind himself why he was there. “Gonna…” His dark gaze dropped down to the top of the faun’s head and the world around him felt spinny. It felt wrong. 
“Look at me,” came the command, soft but stern. He only waited a half-second before demanding again, louder and more fraught with emotion. “Look at me, goat! Look at me!” His eyes were wide and wild and brimming with tears as the faun finally met his gaze, and a choked sob was barely bitten back as he took in the other’s visage. 
Fuck’s sake, he looked a lot like Desmond. 
It. It looked a lot like Desmond. But it wasn’t. Dez was dead. Dead a long time ago. Not lookin’ up at him from his knees, horned and fuzzy-eared—
“Dez,” he groaned, still holding his sword out in a threatening sort of way, though it was clear that he was… elsewhere. Agony turned to frustration and he tried to shake off whatever was ailing him, but it was no use. God, why did this thing look so much like his brother? 
The tricky ways his lot liked to talk? That didn’t speak to him. He hadn’t met many fae, but the few he did meet were kind to him, even Cass, and she had destroyed his front door. Some were scared, hiding, disgusted with themselves, some took being fae as something more than an identity, making it their duty, and some just wanted to live their life. He was a bit of that, although Conor had avoided looking at his reflection over the years. 
His knees hit the ground as he reflected on his situation, how unfair it all was, and how fair it all was. It was unfair to his mother. She’d never know why he stopped writing. To his brother and to him. He expected a response from him, and he wanted to reconnect with him. But deep down, Conor knew that none of this mattered. This man was right. He was a murderer. He didn’t mean to, but more than once, he was unable to stop his feeding process and people had died. Of course it looked like heart attacks, and he was coined as the unlucky witness. “I’m sorry,” he repeated.
His eyes fell on the flowers. If he was gonna die, he might as well be looking at something beautiful. The thought brought a sad smile to his face. 
And then that cruel man demanded he looked at him. And that’s when he saw his face, at this awful man calling him a goat. He was not a fucking goat. The faun’s lip quivered and he wrinkled his nose in anger, in disgust. 
“What?!” he spat. Who the fuck was Dez. “Why are you doing this? You don’t need to do this. Please.” 
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Something was wrong. This wasn’t the usual bout of dissociation, something else was happening and he didn’t know what. He felt furious and tormented in the same breath, like there was some terrible, heavy truth weighing down on him that he’d been hiding for centuries. 
But that was ridiculous. So what, then? Why did he feel like the world was fucking ending? He was just here to kill a goddamn goat. Kill the faun. Focus. Focus. Breathe. 
“I do need to,” he argued, unsure why he was even bothering talking to it. Just cut the head off and be done with it. “Y’don’t understand… I gotta.” Why? Because he’d been raised for it? That hadn’t mattered to him back when Dez was still alive. In fact, he’d often been the one sticking up for fae when his brother wanted to kill them. 
But that was why, wasn’t it? Because his trust had been misplaced, and it had gotten his brother killed. And the one who did it—she’d gotten away. It was her fault. Her fault. The fault of all fae, just like this one. But if he hadn’t made that promise—
Fury decorated with a golden filigree of sorrow wrapped around him like chains and he gasped for breath. He couldn’t do this. The faun was begging for its life and where that would normally delight him, now it made him feel ill. He tried to think about what could have changed. He retraced his steps in his mind, as serpentine as they were and as much as his thoughts wanted to fully disconnect from themselves. None of it made sense.
“Get out of here,” he snarled, unable to combat the feeling of damnation that had taken his whole person in a vice-like grip. Fuck it. Fuck it, he needed to be alone, and killing this thing felt like too much effort for arms that refused to work, to do what his brain tried to tell them. “I said git!” Again, the command was barked louder and only a half-second after the first. Rhett took a step back, his sword thudding to the forest floor as his hands rose to instead tangle themselves into his mane of silver hair. He wasn’t supposed to feel like this, not ever. Not anymore. He didn’t feel shit anymore. He needed to ground himself. Needed to do his steps, run through his routine, until this went away. 
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"Why? Who told you that?" Conor's eyes would have rather looked anywhere else than at that terrible, terrible man's face, but he could feel a change and maybe this would be his only chance. “I don’t fucking understand, no, but… you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do. Please.” He felt like every single time he pleaded, the clock just ticked closer toward the inevitable, and yet he couldn’t stop saying that damn word. If that man allowed him, he would say it again.
Around them, things were undisturbed. Perhaps could he find solace in being surrounded by such beauty for his final moments ?
The water was still streaming next to him, and the scent of the flowers still perfumed the ambient air. Soon, there would only be the smell of blood, but the calm would last because all in all, he knew he was insignificant and that the neighborhood would be more disturbed by the absence of a florist than by the absence of the florist. Hermetic to the torments that shook the hunter, the faun was about to leave, but certainly not in such a literal way.
The bad man barked, and Conor didn't immediately understand what that meant. It didn't make any fucking sense, and he stood for a moment, a second at most, staring at him, looking confused as well as offended. What the fuck, he thought.
And yet, it didn't take long for him to do exactly what was asked of him, once again. Conor didn't necessarily have much affection for authority figures, but he preferred not to upset assholes who carried a sword behind their backs. The sound of metal hitting the floor. He remembered covering his ears then, almost mirroring his opponent, but not for long. Before the hunter regained his composure, the faun would be long gone. 
It was illogical, what he was doing. There was no reason that beheading the faun should feel so fucking difficult, but it did, and he was telling it to leave before he’d taken care of things. Stupid. Stupid. 
Who told you that? Everyone. Everyone he’d ever known, even though he’d not believed it for the first twenty-some-odd years of his life. They didn’t all have to die, he’d argued. The ones that weren’t hurting anyone on purpose, they didn’t have to die. They needed tools, that was all. Tools to help them control what the universe had given them, to make their own choices. Like he was making his own, despite what he and his brother had been taught growing up. 
That was a time when ‘it’ had been ‘she’, and she had been the love of his life. The one that showed him nothing but beauty and a kind of grace that he lacked, but had aspired to. She was everything, until she took everything. His love, his family, his unborn child. Gone in a second. Gone like his choice to spare any of them, ever.
Except for now. Because there were voices in his head screaming at him to stop, voices he’d never heard before. Phantom hands, not real in any capacity but still able to grasp him as though they were, dragged the warden to his knees where he wept. He wept for some unknown anguish, foreign to him but coursing through his bloodstream like it was his own. 
The faun was gone, but that didn’t stop the feeling. It went on, and on, pulling him to the forest floor where it would keep him for the better part of two days. 
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yeah I’ve even defended mosquitoes from people saying they don’t contribute anything to the ecosystem- they totally do - even if the larvae *might* get replaced by daphnia and seed shrimp for small fish mosquitoes existing in shallow puddles where it recently rained are what allows new trees to grow without being trampled on or eaten by other animals. Get rid of them in cities sure but driving them entirely to extinction is not going to go well for anybody. Plus there are plants pollinated almost exclusively by male mosquitoes.
See I used to be one of those people, the ones who thought mosquitoes deserve to go extinct, and then I just realized that no creature deserves to go extinct and that mosquitoes wouldn’t exist if they had no place in the world
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fickleminder · 2 years
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Satan Week 2022: Day 1
Word: Peaceful
Quote: "If we take this any further, it’ll make it all the harder for me to say goodbye."
Content warnings: suggestive content but nothing explicit
“Water bottle?”
“Check.”
“Compass?”
“Check.”
“Mosquito repellent?”
“Check.”
“First aid kit?”
“Check. You know, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you can’t wait to get rid of me.”
Kirana laughs as Satan abandons his backpack on the floor and loops his arms around her waist, dragging her to lie down on the bed with him. She twists around to hug him and rest her head on his chest. “I just want to make sure you’re all prepared for your trip. You’re going to be trekking through a jungle for two weeks!”
“It’s a pity you can’t come along,” Satan sighs, carding his fingers through her hair. “Those plants aren’t exactly human-friendly. I’d hate for you to be gobbled up by one.”
“And that’s why I’ll be staying here and making sure nobody messes with your books while you’re away.”
“That’s my girl.”
Packing completely forgotten, the two take some time to laze and cuddle, wanting to enjoy each other’s presence as much as they can before Satan has to leave the next morning. Kirana tangles their legs together, and Satan presses soft kisses onto the top of her head. At this moment, nothing else matters except the person in their arms. It’s quiet, peaceful, and Satan thinks he wouldn’t mind spending the rest of the day like this…
Until Kirana pushes their hips together and angles her head upwards to mouth at his neck.
Satan reciprocates without hesitation, pulling her closer to rut against her. He captures her lips in his when she gasps in delight, and swallows her moans as she starts to paw at his jacket. “If we take this any further, it’ll make it all the harder for me to say goodbye,” he whispers, but doesn’t stop her from trying to undress him.
“It’s not goodbye, it’s see you later,” she counters with a cheeky grin. “Granted, later is two weeks from now, but if you want to wait till then…”
Kirana pretends to pull away, and squeals as Satan rolls on top of her with a growl, fully intending to finish what she started.
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strange-calathea · 27 days
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Went through & cleaned up & treated a greenhouse shelf! This is what I came out with
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The head of my Moses in the cradle, some tradescantia cuttings I'll probably give away, MORE fallen leaves from my Easter cactus :( not sure what's happening with her, but I also got some more questionable cuttings like the polka dot plant & purple passion plant, I put the polka dot in water because she did not root when I tried in soil & I'm gonna pot the purple one when I do the others tomorrow
Oh I also started growing moss! I've been doing a couple experiments with the moss I found by my house but I figured it was time to get serious about it. No more big prop pot in the greenhouse only MOSS (and might get some more pieces from outside tomorrow?)
I've also been using the mosquito bit tea!! It's still too early to tell if it's working but I made my second batch today and I might have to make another one tomorrow!!! :3 I'm so happy to finally be getting rid of the fungus gnats
I ALSO dealt with my water props because some of them were doing weird things. I got distracted with school and such so I've had to catch up on plant maintenance lol
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greatlakesworks · 2 months
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Brush And Tree Debris Removal: Everything You Need To Know
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Small amounts of brush can be removed and disposed of in green trash containers, but large amounts of brush cannot be removed and disposed of in these containers. It is best to assess a plan for brush clearance and removal if you are clearing and removing a sizable amount of brush or currently have a pile in your yard.
How Do I Get Rid of a Lot of Brush?
Upkeep and maintenance for a tiny residential property with tame turf are not too difficult. However, maintaining a brush can be difficult if you have a larger plot with some natural areas. Without a doubt, cleaning brush is a really difficult task, regardless of how densely grown the lot is or even if it only needs little pruning. As a result, consulting an expert is always recommended. But, if you still wish to do the job by yourself, then we have got the best tips for brush removal near Raleigh, NC, and nearby regions. So, without further ado, let’s start!
What is Brush? Why Should You Clear It?
Simply put, a brush can be defined as woody vegetation, such as tree limbs, branches, dead or nuisance-causing bushes, trees, and shrubs, along with vines and stumps. Besides, brushes also include invasive or unwanted live plants and debris. The main distinguishing feature of the brush is that it crowds out desirable plants and flowers, and can be attractive to snakes, rodents, and pests. Thus, the brush is a safety hazard and restricts a property’s inhabitants’ ability to fully enjoy their outdoor spaces!
Best Time for Brush Removal
Winter is the best time for brush and tree debris removal near Norton shores, and the proximal regions. It is significantly simpler to rake, prune, hoe, and trim vegetation in the winter since it is organically less dense. Additionally, working on the frozen ground has no negative effects on the neighboring healthy and desirable plants and causes no soil disturbance. Additionally, it is ideal to remove bush in the winter when it is less likely that you may encounter snakes or get bitten by mosquitoes or other insects.
A Seven-step Guide to Brush Removal and Tree Debris Removal
Invigilate the Landscape
When planning on clearing your lawn for landscaping or constructing a new structure, you will know precisely what you are dealing with. But, of course, the process requires rigorous invigilation of the landscape and then laying out what needs to be done. Of course, you do not need a map of the lawn, but you do need to navigate the yard and gauge the best possible way to clear and brush and undergrowth. Also, make sure to mark the unwanted trees in the lot, and note areas that appear particularly thick and overgrown.
Lay Down a Plan for Brush Disposal
Before you begin the brush and tree debris removal near Clayton, NC, and nearby areas, it is a good idea to come up with a plan of action for appropriate brush disposal. Otherwise, there is a big possibility that you will end up with a lot of excess in your yard, which can create a fire hazard. Moreover, a very large pile of brush can also be a safe haven, snakes, rodents, ticks, and fleas. The three possibilities for brush clearance include –
Dumpster hiring:
After removing the brush from the landscape, you should usually clean it up by moving the waste to a dumpster that you have leased. The advice is particularly useful if you have a lot of large pieces of waste to get rid of, like trucks and tree limbs. However, there are countless more things you can throw away in a trash, like grass clippings, shrubs, and vines.
Opt for on-site Brush Grinding
If the lot you are clearing is large enough to accommodate a grinder, then it can be an excellent option to mitigate the footprint of the material and make a product that is much more advantageous for the landscape. Once the brush is ground up, it biomes mulch, which has a plethora of garden-oriented uses.
Mulch can be used in a variety of ways, such as to cover existing garden beds, discourage weeds from growing, preserve moisture, keep walkways free of mud, protect tree roots, and more. Mulch is a very appealing addition to the landscape and is simple to utilize on any type of property.
Create Mulch-based Compost
Lastly, if you do not prefer to keep the mulch made from your brush on-site, there is always the alternative of hauling it away and using the mulch to make compost and soil blends. Thus, you get organic matter, which is sustainably recycled and kept out of the landfill.
Equipment for Brush Removal
Before delving into the process of clearing brush from your lot, make sure to have proper and adequate equipment in hand. Remember to use tools and equipment that are serviced and properly working. Brush removal is an arduous and risky process, and vigilance is imperative. Some of the things that can assist you in seamlessly clearing brush from the lot, while staying safe are –
Work gloves
Sturdy boots
Thick pants
Long-sleeved shirt
Protective goggles
Ear protection
Insect repellant
MachetePruners
Loppers
Weed Wacker
Chainsaw
Shovel
Lawnmower
Chipper or Shredder (In case, those who want to use leaves and twigs to make their own onsite mulch)
Conclsuion:
After marking down the trees you want to cut during the prep section, it is now time to get down to business. The key is to remember that any brush and tree debris removal near Clayton, NC, or nearby areas must begin with removing the trees. Uprooting small trees is simple, and can be easily done at home. However, you must be extra careful while dealing with medium and large size trees, as they can be difficult to take out without proper equipment or professional help.
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vidhyateckey12 · 4 months
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Discover Tea Tree Essential Oil's Benefits for Skin and Hair
INTRODUCTION:
Tea tree essential oil is a multipurpose, all-natural solution that offers numerous advantages for hair and skin. Tea tree oil is made from the leaves of the Melaleuca alternifolia plant, and its therapeutic benefits have been known for generations. We shall examine the many advantages of tea tree essential oil in this blog, with an emphasis on its use for skin and hair. Tea tree oil has benefits for those who use it as a natural deodorizer or to treat dandruff or acne
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Acne Treatment
For acne, tea tree essential oil is a useful natural therapy. Without drying out or irritating the skin, its antimicrobial qualities aid in the reduction of acne lesions and inflammation. How to treat acne with tea tree oil:
Dilute a few drops of tea tree oil with a carrier oil (like coconut oil).
Apply the mixture to the affected areas using a cotton swab.
Leave it on for a few hours or overnight before rinsing off.
Dandruff and Scalp Health
The antifungal qualities of tea tree oil can aid in getting rid of the fungus that causes dandruff, and its calming benefits can ease irritation and itching. For a more wholesome scalp:
Add a few drops of tea tree oil to your shampoo.
Massage into your scalp and leave it for a few minutes before rinsing.
Use regularly to maintain a dandruff-free scalp.
Natural Deodorizer
Tea tree essential oil is a fantastic natural deodorizer because of its crisp, clean aroma. It can be applied in a variety of ways to invigorate your area:
Add a few drops to a diffuser to eliminate odours and freshen the air.
Mix with water and use as a spray for a natural room deodorizer.
Add to homemade cleaning products for an added antibacterial boost.
Insect Repellent
Tea tree oil can repel certain insects, such as mosquitoes and lice. It’s a useful ingredient in natural insect repellent sprays and lotions:
Mix tea tree oil with water or a carrier oil.
Apply to exposed skin before heading outdoors.
For lice prevention, add a few drops to your regular shampoo.
Oral Health
Due to its antibacterial properties, tea tree oil can help combat bacteria that cause bad breath, gum disease, and tooth decay. To improve oral health:
Look for toothpaste and mouthwash that contain tea tree oil.
Make a DIY mouthwash by adding a drop of tea tree oil to a glass of water. Gargle and spit out (do not swallow).
Nail Care
Tea tree essential oil can help treat fungal infections of the nails and prevent recurrence when applied topically. For healthy nails:
Dilute tea tree oil with a carrier oil.
Apply to the affected nails using a cotton swab.
Repeat daily until the infection clears up.
Discover the power of tea tree essential oil and transform your skincare and hair care routine naturally. For the best tea tree essential oil products, visit Moana Essentials.
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You can get many advantages including healthier scalps and clearer skin by using tea tree essential oil in your everyday regimen. Tea tree essential oil is a crucial part of any wellness arsenal because it's easy to use, natural, and effective.
FAQs About Tea Tree Essential Oil
What is tea tree essential oil?
Tea tree essential oil is derived from the leaves of the Melaleuca alternifolia plant, native to Australia. It is known for its potent antibacterial, antifungal, and anti-inflammatory properties, making it a popular natural remedy for a variety of skin and hair issues.
How can I use tea tree essential oil for acne?
To use tea tree essential oil for acne:
Dilute a few drops of tea tree oil with a carrier oil (such as coconut oil or jojoba oil).
Apply the diluted mixture to the affected areas using a cotton swab.
Leave it on for a few hours or overnight before rinsing off.
Can tea tree oil help with dandruff?
Yes, tea tree oil's antifungal properties can help eliminate the fungus that causes dandruff. To use it for dandruff:
Add a few drops of tea tree oil to your regular shampoo.
Massage the mixture into your scalp and leave it on for a few minutes.
Rinse thoroughly and use regularly to maintain a dandruff-free scalp.
Is tea tree oil safe to use on the skin?
Tea tree oil is generally safe for topical use when diluted properly with a carrier oil. However, it can cause skin irritation in some individuals. It's important to do a patch test before using it widely on your skin. Avoid using undiluted tea tree oil directly on the skin.
Can I use tea tree oil as a natural deodorizer?
Yes, tea tree oil's fresh, clean scent makes it an excellent natural deodorizer. You can use it in a diffuser to freshen the air, mix it with water as a spray for a room deodorizer, or add it to homemade cleaning products.
How can tea tree oil be used as an insect repellent?
To use tea tree oil as an insect repellent:
Mix a few drops of tea tree oil with water or a carrier oil.
Apply the mixture to exposed skin before going outdoors.
For lice prevention, you can add a few drops of tea tree oil to your regular shampoo.
Can tea tree oil improve oral health?
Yes, tea tree oil's antibacterial properties can help combat bacteria that cause bad breath, gum disease, and tooth decay. Look for toothpaste and mouthwash containing tea tree oil, or make a DIY mouthwash by adding a drop of tea tree oil to a glass of water. Gargle and spit out (do not swallow).
How can tea tree oil be used for nail care?
To use tea tree oil for nail care:
Dilute tea tree oil with a carrier oil.
Apply the mixture to the affected nails using a cotton swab.
Repeat daily until the fungal infection clears up.
Where can I buy high-quality tea tree essential oil?
For high-quality tea tree essential oil products, visit Moana Essentials. They offer a range of premium essential oils that are perfect for your skincare and hair care needs.
Ready to Experience the Benefits of Tea Tree Essential Oil?
Visit Moana Essentials to explore our range of high-quality tea tree essential oil products. Transform your skincare and hair care routine today!
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pestcontrolplays · 4 months
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What You Need to Understand About Tampa Exterminator
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Insect Control in Tampa is actually a vital component of keeping a comfy and also safe living environment. Along with the cozy and also sweltering weather of Tampa, pests like cockroaches, ants, insects, and also mice flourish, presenting a hazard to both residential property as well as wellness. Recognizing the fundamentals of Tampa pest control may assist house owners efficiently handle as well as protect against invasions. Here are some bottom lines to look at:
Popular Pests
In Tampa, typical bugs feature roaches, ants, bugs, rats, pests, as well as bedroom pests. These bugs may infest homes, triggering damage to frameworks, infecting food, and also spreading conditions. Determining the kind of bug is important for carrying out the proper control solutions.
Integrated Pest Management (IPM)
IPM is actually an all natural technique to Tampa pest control that concentrates on deterrence, surveillance, and also control. It stresses utilizing non-chemical strategies such as sealing off entrance factors, taking out food items as well as water resources, as well as keeping cleanliness. Chemical chemicals are utilized as a last option as well as used uniquely to reduce damage to humans, family pets, and the setting.
Specialist Pest Control Services
While DIY procedures could be effective for small problems, severe or reoccuring parasite troubles typically require the experience of expert pest control services. Bug control firms in Tampa offer complete evaluation, treatment, and also deterrence services adapted to the certain necessities of each home. They use state-of-the-art approaches and items to ensure long-lasting insect management.
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Pest Inspections as well as Treatments
Pests are a notable problem in Tampa because of the warm climate and plentiful moisture, which develop best conditions for pest task. Regular pest examinations are necessary for sensing early indicators of invasion as well as stopping pricey harm to structures. Professional bug control firms supply termite procedures like tempting systems, liquid barriers, and lumber therapies to defend homes from termites.
Bug Control
Insects are actually not simply bothersome but additionally pose a risk of sending health conditions including Zika virus, West Nile infection, and dengue high temperature. Efficient mosquito control entails eliminating reproducing web sites, such as standing water sources, and making use of pesticides to lower grown-up mosquito populaces. Besides qualified bug control solutions, homeowners can easily take measures to decrease insect populations on their building, including putting in monitors on home windows and doors as well as using mosquito-repellent plants.
Rodent Control
Rodents like rodents as well as computer mice are typical insects in Tampa, particularly in city places. They can lead to residential or commercial property damages, pollute food, and array ailments by means of their droppings and also pee. Rodent control procedures consist of securing entrance points, getting rid of meals sources, and also utilizing catches and also baits to catch and also remove rodents. Qualified pest control Tampa services supply rodent-proofing services and also on-going monitoring to stop attacks.
Ecologically Friendly Options
Lots of bug control business in Tampa offer environmentally friendly bug control options for individuals that are actually involved regarding the impact of standard pesticides on the environment as well as their health and wellness. These possibilities might feature organic insecticides, biopesticides, and ecological bug control techniques that target pests while lessening damage to non-target living things.
In final thought, effective insect control is important for sustaining a pest-free atmosphere in Tampa. By knowing the popular insects, applying incorporated pest monitoring strategies, looking for qualified bug control solutions when required, and also taking aggressive solutions to stop invasions, house owners can defend their residential or commercial properties as well as loved ones from the hassle as well as dangers posed by bugs.
All American Pest Control LLC
550 N Reo St #300
Tampa, FL 33609
(813) 544-0963
Tampa Pest Control
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The Best Way To Get Rid Of Clover Mites
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Your Guide to Getting Rid of Clover Mites
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Hey there, fellow homeowners and nature lovers! Are you tired of those annoying clover mites invading your home and causing chaos on your window seals? Well, you're in luck because today, we're diving deep into the world of clover mites and uncovering the best ways to bid them farewell for good. First things first, let's talk about what exactly clover mites are. These little critters, scientifically known as Bryobia praetiosa, are tiny arachnids that measure less than a millimeter in length. Despite their small size, they can quickly become a big nuisance, especially when they decide to make themselves at home in your house. So, what's the deal with clover mites and window seals? Well, these little guys love basking in the sun, and what better place to soak up some rays than on a warm window seal? Plus, they're attracted to vegetation, so if you have plants near your windows, you might find yourself with an unwelcome clover mite infestation.   Now that we know who we're dealing with, let's talk about how to kick these tiny pests to the curb. Here are some tried and tested methods for getting rid of clover mites:- Seal Up Cracks and Gaps: Clover mites can squeeze through even the smallest of openings, so it's essential to seal up any cracks or gaps around your windows and doors. Use caulk or weatherstripping to close off these entry points and prevent clover mites from finding their way indoors. - Keep Your Home Clean: Clover mites are attracted to dust and debris, so keeping your home clean and tidy can help deter them from taking up residence. Vacuum and dust your window seals, baseboards, and other areas where clover mites like to hang out regularly to keep them at bay. - Trim Vegetation: Since clover mites feed on plant sap, trimming vegetation around your home can help reduce their food source and discourage them from sticking around. Pay special attention to plants near your windows and doors, as these are common entry points for clover mites. - Use Natural Repellents: There are several natural repellents that can help keep clover mites away from your home. Peppermint oil, cedar oil, and diatomaceous earth are all effective options that won't harm pets or children. Simply apply these repellents to your window seals and other areas where clover mites tend to gather to deter them from hanging around. - Professional Pest Control: If you've tried everything and still can't seem to get rid of clover mites, it may be time to call in the professionals. Pest control experts have the knowledge and experience to effectively eliminate clover mites from your home using targeted treatments that are safe and environmentally friendly.In conclusion, dealing with clover mites can be a frustrating experience, but with the right approach, you can banish these tiny pests from your home for good. By sealing up cracks and gaps, keeping your home clean, trimming vegetation, using natural repellents, and enlisting the help of professional pest control if needed, you can enjoy a clover mite-free living environment. So, say goodbye to those pesky critters and hello to clear window seals once againz
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