I toil in my garden all day. The critters toil at night. I feel like I’m growing Mrs. MacGregor’s garden.
We could hear them scurrying all night long. Well, at least until 2 am, which is when we went to sleep. This is what I woke up to.
Critters dug up bed #3 last night.
My lovely row of Blue Lake pole beans is no more.
They don't appear to have eaten the beans. I suspect they were after the wonderful worms in the loose soil in my raised beds.
I was worried that they would get my Babcock peaches.
Or the Panamint nectarines.
Or my beautiful Snow Queen nectarines. So far, critters have managed to get the Snow Queens every year and I've never tasted them. There are only four on the little tree, so I may not get any this year either.
They dug up one out of four of the Boston Pickling Cucumbers that I planted yesterday. I quickly replanted it before I took this photo.
Bed #1 is getting densely populated enough that they didn't do much damage here except for the cuke.
They skipped right over Bed #2 with newly planted Black Krim and Mortgage Lifter tomatoes. The miserable looking things on the left are Snow Wind peas. I'm really unimpressed with them.
This is an overview of the back in early June. Looks peaceful enough in the morning.
This is the long view of the back, looking toward the chicken coop, herb garden and three raised beds. Hey, check out those pretty yellow irises!
Here is a photo of one tiny garlic head that I didn't have time to post yesterday for harvest Monday.
Here's another pic that I didn't have time to post yesterday, blueberries and strawberries.
Because the little pond in back was disturbed, and the critters seemed more interested in worms than unripe fruit, I suspect raccoons.
I’ll close on the positive note of how pretty the garden looks and how good my harvests taste. But as for my night visitors–this means war.
