Children's books regarding gardening and critters are definitely not in short supply and I usually enjoy reading most of the library books we come home with. This one though, I opened to find that it's author must be a little twisted. This page was enough to make my skin crawl and give me flashbacks to last summer.
The striped blister beetle. My nemesis. My sworn (many-times over) enemy.
Who puts nasty critters like this in a children's book?