When a miniature rose plant gifted to me for Valentine's Day by Mr. Husband and Alexis became overran with aphids early in the summer, I decided something needed to be done. I started by trying a little dish soap and water spray, but the aphids persisted. I tried a more powerful mixture, but the aphids persisted. When I started spotting aphids all over the kitchen, it was time for more drastic measures. I moved the potted rose out to the patio, intending to spray it with some Very Serious Insecticide so I could clear up the problem and get the plant back inside before winter.
But, the insecticide was over there and that plant was over here and I was headed that way, so I kept not grabbing the spray bottle of insecticide that was just inside the garage. As the weeks went by, I realized that the aphids weren't getting any worse, so I figured I would wait and see what happened. You could say I procrastinated a bit. Maybe.
Then it turned out that procrastination was the exact right thing to do. The universe decided to balance the problem all by itself.
One tiny little ladybug made a home on the miniature rose bush. The little ladybug, named Lily by Alexis, has been slowly dining on the aphids, curing the rose bush of that which ails it.
I am often quick to admit that I am a Master Procrastinator, but that is only half of the story. Sometimes I wait to address an issue or project or problem or whatever for a reason.
Sometimes waiting is the right thing to do. Sometimes nothing is the right thing to do. Sometimes life just needs a little ladybug.
