Ok, so I sent my kid barking after deer. Whatever.
I am beginning to feel a wee bit neurotic about protecting my garden. Is this normal?
Time spent relocating motion detector sprinkler this afternoon, 10 minutes. Really?!? Really. I had to get it just right. Protect the beds and the strawberries. Protect the pumpkins and watermelons. I won't even mention how many times I got tagged in the face by the #%?! thing. Yes, I had turned it off, thank you. But then I kept forgetting, again and again. I hope my neighbor saw some of the display and was entertained. I was just getting pissy.
Now I am sitting in my favorite chair, watching "Master Chef" and listening. The sprinkler has gone off a couple of times. Pressing my face against the window to the dark outdoors doesn't provide me with much of a view. Maybe if I press it a l i t t l e bit harder, it will make a difference. No. I can't see squat. Fingers crossed. Cursing under my breath (everyone is asleep). Ugh.
What extent would you go to to protect your harvest?
Please share.
Saturday, July 2, 2011
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First of all, I thought FOR SURE having a dog and her scent would deter those pests... but, alas, it has never helped! How I protect my harvest is a sad one... I have downsized to containers and so far, only a few aphids on my snap peas, no slugs in the strawberries and my herbs are awful small!
ReplyDeleteFirst of all, I thought FOR SURE having a dog and her scent would deter those pests... but, alas, it has never helped! How I protect my harvest is a sad one... I have downsized to containers and so far, only a few aphids on my snap peas, no slugs in the strawberries and my herbs are awful small!
ReplyDeleteCan you believe that there was a time we had NO fences and our gardens thrived? Some time in the early nineties the population exploded. After many half-baked attempts at protecting gardens that failed we finally bit the bullet and built a 10 foot tall fence. One's idea of beauty can adapt. In deer country no fence = no garden. Forget anything else. They adapt, the get used to things, every year they start eating a plant they never touched before. More of them need to be turned into venison.
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