Jul 04, 2012 20:33
The Excitement of choosing and planting your seeds.
The joy as they break the soil and develop their first leaves.
The anger and futility of it all as the unstoppable army of slugs and snails scoff the lot.
Bastards all of them.
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I've been able to do w/o slug-death-pellets for the last two seasons because the hard winters killed off the eggs.
This time the sods had killed off the picking cucumbers as soon as they'd sprouted (and I can't find the damn seeds to replant for another go), so I have run a trail of wee blue pellets round every pot and bag I care about.
It's not like they're endangered or anything...
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Until his stealth behaviour was revealed as he took some sneaky nips at our raspberry canes!!!
After a few mini games of hide and seek ("I can still SEE you back there!") I physically went out and chased him off. We now have a makeshift "cage" of bamboo canes and net! We did manage to harvest half a bowlfull, but no guarantee we'll get any more if we aren't careful!
Guy's Mum did ask us why we weren't having pheasant stuffed with raspberries for next Sunday lunch.......
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I blame the stupid weather patterns we've been having lately.
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I've heard there are evil immigrant Spanish slugs. Maybe you could negotiate...
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