The Current Bain of My Existence

And by "current," I mean, it frequently changes. However, I imagine it won't change until I can get rid of these awful things:


If you can look past the dirty fingers and bad manicure (or haven't-had-one-in-a-couple-of-years manicure), there's a catepillar on that leaf. Many, many of them on my fruit trees and the weeping cherry, and the blueberries. And the bees? Totally ruling my world in that I chose not to use non-organic pesticides on anything around here. So what am I doing? Picking all those worms off by hand! Someone please shoot me in the face.