Might as well be Mothra

The light brown apple moth is becoming quite the pest. Not that I've seen any, or am likely to ever see one. But they're out there, bugging me, because their presence in my world prevents me from taking advantage of a really cool produce-trading service, or any other free local produce, for that matter.

A few months back I offered to give away via freecycle my bounty of shiny ripe kumquats. I'm not a fan of the flavor of this small edible-skinned oblong citrus, but I was sure others would be. And as I've never spotted them in the produce section of the store I figured whoever likes them would jump at the chance to strip my tree bare. Sure enough, within an hour I'd received multiple requests for as many kumquats as I had to offer. But then amidst the enthusiastic replies came a reminder about the light brown apple moth quarantine area. I was in it, and no giving away of produce was allowed from within its bounds. Hmph.

I wrestled with doing the right thing versus thumbing my nose at the law by sharing potentially LBAM infested fruit. One respondent suggested an alternative: allow people who wanted to, to just consume kumquats on my premises, thereby not breaking quarantine. But that sounded a bit odd and time consuming. I could have ignored the helpful quarantine reminder altogether and had no difficulty in being left off the hook from friends and neighbors, since no one I've spoken to about it was aware of the ban on sharing even backyard produce within the quarantine area. After explaining my quandary to one friend, he wondered, "But if you're under quarantine, why can't you share with other people also in quarantine?" I've found myself educating everyone I mention it to (the reason is to contain moths where they are, period), and worrying that the quarantine is going to be in effect a very long time if everyone around me is unwittingly keeping this dumb pest around. Alas, such thoughts did nothing to unburden my kumquat tree. So as with so many things (though undoubtedly not enough things) I took the high road on this one, and have kept the kumquats to myself.

And so I sit here on a warm sunny day, looking out my window at the compact citrus tree that shades my patio, and watch as the breeze knocks another overripe fruit to the ground. And then I glance to my desk where I see a reminder about the need to clear fallen fruit ASAP to discourage loitering rats in the area. Sometimes it's not about getting ahead, sometimes it's enough just to be staying in place.