Swiss chard chomping:
Green bean binge:
The deer are looking past the pastures of fresh, organic grass and honing in on our more "exotic" offerings. This is a problem we anticipated but now that we're faced with it we're scrambling for solutions. As expected, our fence isn't tall enough. The wind chimes we bought are so heavy they hang stoic in gale force winds. The liquid fence, although very potent (imagine the worst smells your body has ever produced all mixed together and combined with the liquid that has pooled at the bottom of a dumpster in August), keeps getting washed away by the rain. Our next thoughts of prevention are radios, motion lights, strategically strung fishing line, borrowing a dog, and me dressed as a bear. If you have any suggestions let us know.
-a.