Monday, August 11, 2014
One Leaf at a Time
Something likes the new rhubarb, and from the black pellets nearby, I'm pretty sure it's a deer. One leaf chewed off every day or two.
The nearby zucchini is apparently of no interest, however. Surely there will soon be blossoms and the plants will spill over their planter.
Yesterday a tiny girl, a neighborhood visitor, rode up on her tricycle and said,"I like your garden."