My neighbor’s lawn is all tore-up to beat hell. She said the crows did it.
We do have a lot of crows.
But I could hardly believe they were in the landscaping business. Clearly, if they’re poking their pointy bits into the ground at a rate to destroy an entire lawn, there’s something yummy in that turf. At least it would be yummy to a crow, although certain human populations in the world might like it too. Not around here, so much. I’m not judging, but in our local farmer’s market, the food isn’t jumping around.
And once I noticed that bit of soil upheaval, I started seeing it all over. Dozens of people in the immediate vicinity have had their lawns almost entirely perforated by crows. I really don’t remember having witnessed this before this year.
I hate the whole AI thing but it has no trouble at all with searches like “What is crapping out lawns in the Pacific Northwest.” Thanks for asking, our new overlords piped up. It’s the European Chafer Beetle.
Sure enough, the European Chafer Beetle is an immigrant, albeit not undocumented—it first emerged in America in New York in the 1940s, just like Donald Trump. Still, we can blame a bunch of stuff on those immigrants and no reason not to. They didn’t show up in our area here until 2015, and have been proliferating ever since. I only just noticed all the damage they cause.
All kinds of shit started happening around 2015.
So what they do is lay eggs in the ground, and the larvae eat the roots of turf grass. Their entire life cycle spans only one year, and the culmination, the adult Chafer Beetle, lives only a week or two. During that time, of course, they pop out from their basement lairs and try like hell to procreate in their limited window of opportunity. They come up out of the soil at late dusk and party through the night, or just grab beetle pussy if they can get away with it, and then the appropriate half of them lay eggs in the soil. It is said that “exhausted” beetles are sometimes found near porch lights. There’s always that inebriated group, right? But that’s good—that’s where you can find good candidates for the Supreme Court or the Department of Defense.
This particular beetle is related to the common cockchafer, which has similar destructive tendencies. The big fat white larvae of the chafer beetle will, by themselves, destroy your lawn patch by patch. You can’t trust invading immigrants. Ask the Cherokee.
Which means the crows are actually helping, because it’s those yummy larvae they’re gobbling up. Unfortunately, your average homeowner can see only that the crows are tearing up their lawn, simply out of dickishness, and not notice the real problem lurking underground.
So think of those crows, all dressed up in black, as Antifa. You might not like how they’re messing things up for you. They might really piss you off.
But they wouldn’t be there at all if it weren’t for all the cockchafers.
You took the words right out of my mouth, once you mentioned the beetles in the soil. The crows are HELPING, not harming the soil. I hope that you mention this bit of info to your neighbors, if it comes up. I’d hate for the crows to get the blame for this. If I believed in “spirit animals,” mine would surely be the crow.
If dreams mean anything then my spirit animal is the raven. I’ve shape shifted into one several times.
I first saw a raven as a child in New Hampshire. Didn’t get a good look at it because they hadn’t figured out I needed glasses yet. Next saw one in the Olympic Mountains in Washington State. Both times I was impressed by their size.
I’ll bet you anything almost everyone’s dreams mean something, except mine, in which I blithely go along doing all the same dumb things I do in the daytime. Ravens up close are magnificent. And all my neighbors intuit that the crows are eating some sort of nematode or something, and will be pleased to learn the name of the grub. I don’t think I’ve seen one of the ChemLawn lawns torn up but they get weird dry patches from lack of love. They look awful.
Of course the crows are eating nematodes! But so are we. They are in everything, but generally so tiny that something as big as a crow wouldn’t go around preferentially eating them. Yes, there are some sizable species but as far as I know those are all internal parasites.
Ever hear of the Ghost World Hypothesis? It claims that if you destroyed everything except for nematodes, the nematodes would form a ghostly image of everything that had been there.
now wondering if I have them here in Ohio. What I laughingly refer to as my “lawn” looks just like that photo, except that it also has massive mole tunnels, probably made by moles feasting on cockchafers. Another wormhole to go down. Thanks, Murre!!
I’m not sure we have cockchafers here unless they’ve all been assigned cabinet posts. But we have doodlebugs and June bugs and similars, lots of yum for a growing mole. Hey! Do you even have American crows on Indigo Hill? I think of them as city dwellers.
As often happens, after reading Murr’s post, I had to find out more by googling the internets. They do not disappoint. “A 19th-century recipe from France for cockchafer soup reads: “roast one pound of cockchafers without wings and legs in sizzling butter, then cook them in a chicken soup, add some veal liver and serve with chives on a toast.”
You’re welcome!
LOL! Cockchafer pâté! I’ll be sure to serve that at my next soirée!
I wonder what they taste like by the time you do all that? Or they just along for the crunch?
I don’t know. I’m a LITTLE disappointed. I suppose it’s the little woman who has to pull off the legs and wings?
Apparently skunks and raccoons also like the chafer grubs. And they can do a good job of tearing up lawns , too. What a party the’ big three’ could throw on yer grass
Well, I just can’t get a lawn.
I knew right away the problem was lawn beetle larvae, we have the same problem here and the crows do like them, but usually the magpies get them first. There is something you can spray on the lawns to kill the larvae, but I don’t think it’s good for the birds. Some people here kill the adult beetles when they start appearing in hopes of keeping the population down, but there are some who don’t care so much about a perfect swathe of greenery and just let nature do it’s thing.
In similar circumstances, I always opt for giving up on my minor dream and sticking with what is on offer from nature.