It’s a good thing I heard on the radio that maple syrup is now good for me, or else I’d really be cursing up these Maplebabies. They are everywere. In the beds, in the lawn, in crevices, stuck in vines… EVERYWHERE.
Thankfully they die easy after you pop their heads off.
Somehow the idea that their relatives give me syrup calms me down… a little.
And p.s….. I tried to insert the "trademark" symbol next to the word "Maplebabies" but I couldn’t.