I. Hate. Thrips. I ended up chucking half of my plant collection, fortunately a lot of them were duplicates, because I was overwhelmed treating that many plants. Especially because I was dealing with autistic burnout. It truly was a full infestation. I’ve now got the hang of it though, and can recognize the thrip damage and treat them before they get too comfortable.
This thrip below I found on my zebra Haworthia succulent and caught on a piece of tape. It got stuck in a pipette for almost 30 minutes while I was trying to get it on the slide without wrecking it. It doesn’t look like much zoomed out, and it would have helped if I had noticed my camera wasn’t focused.
Eventually, I’d like to make some drawings and paintings of insects like this, be able to label the different parts, and maybe even identify the species.
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