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MEALY BUG ATTACK

 

“If winter comes, can spring be far behind” was written by ‘Shelly’ in a poem called ‘Ode to the West Wind’. Let me modify with due respects to the poet, “if aphids come, can mealy bugs be far behind”.

 

Plants are delicate and have to be cared for. With the onset of summers, the heat starts to take its toll. It is not only the scorching sun which causes burns, but the water in the pots evaporates faster than one can imagine. Besides, most of us who use plastic pots, the contents inside reach high temperature, half boiling the roots. Shade does help, but the plant has to fight its own battle. ‘Hot West Winds of Rajasthan’ need not have an ode written for them.

 

A week back, we had a massive Aphid attack on our waterlilies. So, during my morning/evening inspection, I make it a point to shuffle through the leaves of all plants for a thorough check. This is the time when insect attacks take place. They are called “Mealy Bugs”. Aphid’s sister.

 

Mealybugs are small, soft-bodied insects. They are sap-sucking pests like aphids. They appear as tiny white, cottony clusters on stems, leaves, and roots. Mealy bugs draw their name from the white, powdery, flour-like wax coating on their bodies. This wax protects them from dehydration, predators, and even many pesticides.

 

The bugs get attracted to soft and tender growth of plants. Some weak plants emit signals that pests can detect. The major reason is over fertilizing. Additional nitrogen content in the plant is what these bugs love to chew on. Therefore, leaf joints, nodes and underside of the leaves are the best places where they begin their attack from.

 

These tiny crawlers get carried by winds/rain. Ants give them protection because they love the ‘honeydew’ which these bugs produce, In the bargain, ants carry them piggy back from plant to plant. Overlapping and over hanging branches also assist in the transfer of these pests.

 

If you see ants climbing up a plant, please keep an eye on it. There are chances that they are on the way to collect juices which these bug’s release.

 

These bugs have ‘piercing mouth parts; which cause yellowing of leaves, stunted growth, deformed leaves and leaf drop. All this reduces photosynthesis. They basically are plant killers, if the infestation spreads all over the plant.

 

Ladybugs and some types of wasps love to have them for breakfast. A natural way of keeping mealy bugs at bay. Or else, a strong water jet dislodges them. The danger is the place where they fall could also get infested. The earlier they get noticed, the easier they are to eradicate with spray of ‘neem oil’.

 

I had my home-made concoction ready which I used for aphids. In a 2l can, I mixed two sachets of handwash and hand sanitizer. Some Dettol and Lizol, the floor cleaner. The container was pressurised and a mist was sprayed on the affected part of the hibiscus bush they had attacked.

 

The rain yesterday must have been the carrier of these bugs and now they have been taken care of. The plant was showing new buds and would have blossomed shortly.

 

These bugs can survive under harsh conditions due to their wax coating. They even get embedded in the soil and stay dormant till they find ideal conditions to attack. Unless destroyed they can reinfest the plant.

 

I do not recommend pesticides as such. My homemade concoction is chemical too but quite mild as compared to the ones available in the market. The idea is to penetrate their white wax coating and block their breathing apparatus. Once they choke, they die and fall off.

 

Ideal time to spray is in the morning when the sun is about to come up. After the spray wets them, the summer sun scorches them to death. If the infestation still persists, then do not hesitate to spray again till the time their attack has been thwarted. If they still continue, then a pesticide will have to be used. The only drawback is that birds and other insects get distracted by chemicals. That call is yours.

 

As they say, “a stitch in time saves nine”, so it is better to save nine plants from getting infected by one inspection and an early spray. Sometimes, the infested branch has to be pruned and thrown away. One may lose a few flower buds. Never mind! It is necessary to save the plant.

 

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Have your plants been infested by mealy bugs? I wonder!!!!!!!

 

JAI HIND

© ® NOEL ELLIS 

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