I saw my first Japanese Beetles today. The first two died in the throes of ecstasy, and the third, voyeuristic onlooker died ignominiously. Death was too good for them, and I showed them far more mercy than their kind deserves. And thus it begins. The original planting spot of the butternut squash seedlings has been
It’s a class 2 misdemeanor to kill a deer that is eating your garden here in Virginia without getting a permit to do some from the Game and Wildlife dept. Luckily I’m on over 5 acres, so I could probably get one. The dern critters ignored the hubs’ donation to the cause and the Deer
I usually don’t have any trouble with deer in the yard. I guess the buffet bar I’ve planted has proven to be too much for them this year. Sydney wanted to go to get ice cream last night (“Let’s dress up, mom, because it’s my next to last day of school!”) and so we loaded
I was in the garden yesterday with a friend and got inspired (read: shamed into) to doing some deadheading today on the New Dawn rose. It looks a lot better, but now I realize what was causing the petals to look so damaged — it wasn’t the cold weather as I assumed. It is mites.