One wonders about oneself sometimes. There is one piece of ground that can be shared by both Claudia's Surf City and Hannah's Honeymoon Hideaway, so that seemed like the best spot for the communal garden. On the other hand, the animal above is standing in that very location. And apparently, judging by these tracks made the very first night after one put the plants in, his path goes straight across the fenceless defenceless garden.
I'm thinking wind chimes, flashlights, peeing around the perimeter, dogs, hunters—anything but a six-foot fence. . .
6 comments:
Just leave some oil and vinegar next the to garden, you don't have a chance.
Doesn't look like he ate much; did he just walk around?
You did say it was communal. I'm with anonymous. Oil and vinegar and anchovy paste. Of course, a pissing contest would be fun too.
I finally made it to DC. (Got waylaid by a pre-trip drink with Delores and D.) Kay's place is so great--b/c it's not MY place. I don't have a million unfinished projects nagging at me.
So far neither the geese nor the deer appear to have eaten anything. Probly waiting for more maturation.
A fence or some plastic netting from the garden supply may be needed to get started. there is a motion-sensor revolving water sprayer that might be effective and fun to watch, until the unsuspecting guest wanders into the patch-well that might be fun too!
Now that'swhay I call a BIG rack!
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