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Post by StickyIcky on Mar 4, 2015 12:48:22 GMT -5
I just happened on this old post where I was freaking out. The memory is all too vivid.
That said, it was a false alarm. Combination of worried daddy syndrome, and inexperience. Springtails. There were a lot of them, but they were... Springtails. We've learned to live together since. They do their thing, I do mine. Occasionally I'll hunt a few down and sacrfice them to smaller pygmy Droseras, or plantelets.
Thank god it wasn't mealies
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