(I couldn't get the video to show up here so you will just have to visit this link.)
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Friday, September 18, 2009
So, a few days ago I was turning into our street, 560 North, from 900 East and was cut-off by a deer sprinting out of my neighborhood, right in front of me, across the street and then into a back yard of some house on the west side of 9th. Now, let me preface this with the fact that I LOVE animals, and even when I almost hit one that could mean the end of my car, I still stop to admire their wonder and beauty.
I hadn't put much thought into this event until last night when I came across my dying tomato plants in the back yard. Suddenly my love for this deer, or whom ever his friends might be, vanished very quickly. You see, last year Dane and I grew some basil and oregano in some little pots on our front porch. After we harvested the basil leaves to make pesto, our plant never
grew back. The naked little sticks just withered and died. We were probably supposed to leave some leaves so that the plant could survive, but then again foresight is always 20-20, right?
So, needless to say, we felt defeated but up for the challenge again this year when we inherited our neighbors' cherry tomato plants. We were SOOOOO diligent in watering them and have enjoyed many a salad with fresh, homegrown cherry tomatoes atop.
However, that all changed, when I walked out to check on them last night.
Suddenly I was having flashbacks to my naked, dying basil plant. There were no tomatoes to be seen on the branches, and hardly a leaf at all. Is this to be the end of my success as a potted-plant-gardner? I am pretty sure that we were ambushed by a deer. Grrrrrrrr.
Our remaining harvest from the victim plants
So, I just thought I would do you all a favor to let you know, he's out there.