View from the deck on a glorious morning in early June.

Thursday, August 12, 2010

A mighty fortress. This one's for Rick.

The Rodents are at it again, now they are eating the potatoes.
I am NOT amused. The stinky spray made the rounds again, it seems to help a bit. It is also possible that they come and go for their own reasons, who knows. So far they have chewed through a few pole bean vines, but not done too much harm. Yet. The bush beans are looking fabulous and are just starting to bear. Please Great Vole and Gopher, have mercy!

Anyhow, in a desperate effort to have at least some places that are 100% secure I put hardware cloth underneath some of the 3 ft square boxes.  Here is one upside down acting as soil sifter. A stand-up one is coming. Then they are covered with the pop-up tent thingy from Lee Valley, that miraculously fits exactly over them!
There you have it, a mighty fortress.

And this doggerel popped up in my mind. I couldn't resist.
Rick (who made the boxes) is sure to know the melody.

A Mighty Fortress is our Box
Protection for the Garden
To gopher, squirrel, deer or fox *
It truly shows no pardon.
Voles burrow underneath
With eager chomping teeth
Their hunger is so dire
but all they taste is wire
Victory is the farmer's!

*Foxes are no problem, but find me another animal that has one syllable and rimes with box.
This, by the way, would be typical of the kind of rime presented at a traditional Dutch Sinterklaas.

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