I already had had a few encounters of that sort during previous attempts at gardening: a wandering deer had enjoyed dining on most of my garden, a boundary-challenged fellow farmer had included (by mistake, I’m sure) my broccoli into his harvest, and a family of bright green worms had become fat on my arugula. While it was too late to do anything about the deer or the farmer when I found out about my missing plants, I took a zen approach to the worm infestation and gained back my arugula by picking every single one of the worms by hand. Although it was an excellent activity as an exercise in meditation, it didn’t do much to guarantee I could put food on my table. The worms were so well camouflaged, that by the time I found and disposed of them, I had only about 50% of the original arugula left.
|Observing a cute bunny in our garden one day.|
The next morning, at dawn, we discovered the culprit: a hare frolicking around, munching here and there, having the breakfast buffet of its life. I had seen it a few days before and had thought Oh! How cute!
This time, though, visions of Elmer J. Fudd (remember the grumpy guy from Bugs Bunny?) were the first thing to come to mind.
|Spying on a hideous hungry beast the next.|
Yet, we decided to take a less drastic, more pacific approach to protecting our food.
|First attempt to deter frolicking bunnies from stealing our food.|
At least, for now.