Gardening might be the closest I will ever come to magic in this world. The delight and wonder of growing plants transcends the sometimes ugly or thorny blemishes of reality – and I felt this way even before the Pandemic. If gardening is magic, then the tobacco hornworm is a troll, gnome, or orc of the magical world.* My lazy Sunday morning stroll through my vegetable garden ended abruptly as I spied a defoliated tomato plant, looking miserable and a little embarrassed with numerous leaves conspicuously missing.
I’m a gardener most passionate about ornamental plants. My husband is still coming to grips with the fact that although I am a farmer’s daughter, most of my energy is directed toward flowers, with one small exception. I adore tomatoes.
Beginning in August and continuing through October, I move at a breakneck speed picking and putting up tomatoes – canning, freezing, and making container after container of tomato spaghetti sauce to freeze. Those tomatoes sustain me through the cold dark days of winter.
This summer – our third on the farm – finds us just starting to get raised beds constructed and new in-ground plots established. I have a baker’s dozen of tomato plants – Rutgers, some Cherokee Purple, a handful of Roma tomatoes, and cherry tomatoes.
And I have tobacco hornworns on my tomatoes.
The tobacco hornworm (Manduca sexta) and the tomato hornworm (Manduca quinquemaculata) look quite similar. But, if you consider them within the realm of a magical world, the differences are easy to spot: the tobacco hornworm has a red horn, and the tomato hornworm has a black horn. (Unicorns are quite popular in our household right now.)
I spent over an hour inspecting my tomato plants, and removing each fat hornworm. Then my toddler and I examined them, deciding that they were very colorful, but perhaps not quite as interesting as unicorns.
I must disagree with my three-year old’s opinion, for the metamorphosis of the bright green caterpillar into a hummingbird moth (or hawkmoth) is far more fascinating than unicorns.
For that reason, the fat caterpillars were removed to another part of the farm, far from my tomatoes. If they survive to be adults, then I will welcome them back as they flit and flutter on warm summer nights – for the sight of their hovering, speedy bodies in August is decidedly magical.
*Although the hornworm can wreck havoc on plants while in the larval stage, as moths they are invaluable pollinators. If they aren’t destroying a crop on which you depend for your livelihood – pick them off and move them somewhere else instead of killing them.