Adventures of a Wandering Homebody
The squash leaves all eaten, many cucumber leaves eaten, green bean plants and leaves eaten, tops of carrots eaten. “Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned” could be replaced by “hell hath no furn like a woman whose garden has been eaten”. I immediately cursed the cute deer who come to visit in the winter. Then I looked by the woods next to the garden and saw this:
Something was busy over the weekend cleaning out his hole. Anger washed over me and I irrationally began to tend to the plants that survived (and didn’t really need tending). Some research will need to be done and new plant defense strategies will have to be put in place. Stay tuned, this drama has just begun.
How do you deal with pests in the garden? How do you cope with the emotions?
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