Pasture Webworm and Pastoral Alarmism Issue no. 232 Spring 2020 Not frequent, the monitors of doomed pastoraladmit these native moths their autumn rising after a sleepy eviscerated summer, stubblesuddenly alive with beakiness, and then and then . . .
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