Get Chuckie

After dealing with that rascally rabbit, Pat Kenschaft writes of her latest challange:
Some non-human is challenging me. The very morning after I wrote about giving left-overs to the food pantry, I noticed something had chomped off the tops of the mature lettuces that I was expecting to donate next week. Pride goeth before a fall. The next day the kohlrabi leaves were gone. Etc. This past Tuesday I caught a woodchuck, but on Wednesday I noticed some carrot tops were newly clipped, and the stone I had put to block the burrow under my fence was moved. Several things in the main garden were munched.

What will the garden look like next Saturday? Will I be humiliated by a woodchuck? Is it humanly normal to feel a sense of panic about a week before opening my garden to the public? Surely, there will be some tomatoes, peppers, cucumbers, zuchinni, and Malabar spinach to show off -- maybe even some more Malabar seedlings to give away. But will there be great empty spaces where a woodchuck has kept my aspirations in check?

Anyway, I hope some of you do come check up on my garden next Saturday, July 15, from 9:00 AM to noon -- my first MORNING Open Garden. Two experienced gardeners at 51 and 56 Gordonhurst Avenue (Bob
McLean and me) have raised their vegetables for decades. There will be displays in my front yard. The rain and sun seem to be making many things grow rapidly, including weeds, and it will be interesting to see how much of my garden remains for humans. I suspect quit a bit will.

Happy summer!

Pat