I’m visiting another crafty spot today! Megin from VMG206 is sharing my post on rediscovering brass (and those sweet little cats) in her internet space. Please pop over and check it out!
And if you’ve traveled here from Megin’s blog – welcome! I hope you’ll take a look around and let me know if there’s something you enjoy. I’d love to get to know you!
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At the beginning of this week, the girls and I have planned to tackle the re-planting of all of our seeds (sigh… as the previous ones are confirmed to be rotten…) and will find a warm spot for our pots to live inside. Our precious little pumpkin sprouts are sitting on a sill, waiting patiently to be transplanted into bigger pots.
In the sunshine of Saturday, we discovered that despite our blackened thumbs, there was something wonderful happening in the garden. Our rhubarb (last year’s model) is quite happy to be living in his little garden bed and is reaching towards the sunshine!
Grow, little fella! Grow those beautiful red limbs so that I can crunch on ’em with sugar. Or how about stewed rhubarb over ice cream? That’s a blog post I’d be happy to do.
But then we discovered that Bambi and his Thug-Life posse had trespassed and vandalized our yard. The deer snacked on all of our tulips unde the cover of darkness. I know that it’s hard to rationalize with giant fence-hopping quadrapeds, but COME. ON. I’m trying to grow stuff here. Cut me some slack!
Again, I’m going to pull up my socks and keep trudging on. And I’m going to get some netting to cover my veggie beds. I don’t want to end up being that crazy person hollering at unblinking deer faces while they continue to mow down my plants.
If you have any solutions/tips to keeping these lawnmowers-with-hooves out of your gardens, please share them. I’m all ears!
14 comments
Krista
Ya Disqua hates me too. WordPress is really easy and I am a DIY newbie.
Anyhoo we have a total herd of thug-deer round these parts too. They didn’t discover my raised veggie garden until the end of season last summer but when they did they seriously went to town on it. I recommend a big black lab to chase them away, but after a while they get a little sleepy and lazy and their deer scaring performance takes a serious nose dive. Good luck with them. (they ate all my hostas and my ninebark too, the turkeys).
Tara @ Suburble
I would move to WP, but I’ve already got some stuff happening Blogger-style. It’ll be okay once I figure out this Disqus snafu.
We have a dog, but he’s not very bright and is also kind of small. I don’t know if he would be intimidating enough.
They ate your hostas? Oh man… I’m going to have to get serious about deer-proofing this year.
Linda Braden
Nope. No such luck. Disqus is evil. So as your newly appointed mentor (via that Blogtalk thread) my #1 suggestion when you get the redesign is to find another comment service. Why not just use the standard blogger one?
Linda @it all started with paint
http://www.itallstartedwithpaint.com
Tara @ Suburble
Hello my new mentor!
I will do a bit of re-vamping today. Thankfully, having only been ‘in business’ for a few months means that I won’t have to sob for too long over the loss of my comments.
As for the deer – they ate her PUMPKINS!!?!?!? Oh man… I am so not letting that happen. I’ll build pumpkin houses out of chicken wire. These pumpkin sprouts are my only gardening claim-to-fame so far this year.
Linda Braden
I remember when my sister moved into her first home she was thrilled when she spotted a Bambi in her yard … yeah, that love faded fast after Bambi (and his posse) consumed all her plants … and pumpkins … and even ate the wreaths off her front door!
Now I’m trying this evil Disqus thing again. I’m gonna sign in via Google. I wonder if it’ll recognize me as my blog this time out. Cuz that whole signed in as my FB personal page thingy was just plain weird …
amy of while wearing heels
Lawnmowers with hooves…you crack me up. I can’t wait to see how your little garden continues to grow.
*and I think disque hates me 🙁
Tara @ Suburble
Oh no… really? That’s the second complaint I’ve heard this week. Gah!
If I had balls, I’d switch to WordPress but a) how? and b) I’m getting a redesign of this place (specifically for Blogger) in the next few weeks…
Either or, glad I made you laugh. Those deer are Public Enemy No.1 ’round these parts. I’m going to try all of the tricks.
Jenna
Bambi and his Thug Life Posse???!!!! Bahahahahahahahahaha! I love it, cracks me up! Hope they start to leave it alone!
Tara @ Suburble
I swear… they were even wearing gold chains and one MAY have had a face tattoo…
Dwell on Joy
My mother in law has a trough in her backyard and feeds the deer, but with what, I don’t know. They pretty much stay satisfied and keep away from her beautiful gardens though! Best of luck!
Tara @ Suburble
Now THAT is an idea… You’d think that the deer would be all, “Hey – this restaurant also has a salad bar!” – but if it distracts them from the yummy food that I’m trying to grow for myself…. hmmmm…..
Kind of like the way wasp traps lure wasps away from your own food?
I’m considering this…
SiloHillFarm
Oh rhubarb…yummm! I grew lots of it when we lived in Montana and have a terrible time getting it to grow here! As for the deer? 8 years in Montana and I never did figure out a good deterrent for those!
Tara @ Suburble
I can’t really take any of the credit for that rhubarb, unfortunately. It came to me already established from another gardener who was making room. I’m just the landlord to this little beauty.
I’m afraid that the deer are going to be my nemesis this year. I so enjoyed watching them trudge around the ravine this winter, and now that Spring is here, I’m changing my tune.
Kenz @ Interiors by Kenz
I am such a horrible gardener. Plants come to my house to die.
I heart you!!