Tuesday, June 05, 2007

gardening gold.

In our attempt to be good, green citizens - we've started a compost. It's introduction required a change in my 'toss in the garbage' behavior. However, like any quick learner - I was speedy up the learning curve. I now look forward to reducing our weekly waste that used to go to the curb.

Up until last night, things with the compost had been going GREAT. Granted - I don't like the look of the ugly thing in the back of the yard, but McAllister has promised me that our gardens will flourish as a result of the organic material that it produces. Plus I'm now distracted with some fun composters I found online and rekha's great comment about using the bamboo fence to hide it.

Well - last night McAllister informed me that those crazy city squirrels of ours have dug a little tunnel underground that leads up and into our compost bin! Those little buggers are FEASTING on what is supposed to turn into gardening gold for us!! BOO.

I guess it's better they eat our onion scraps rather than the onions we planted in the ground - but I'm still fuming. And they better NOT call on all their friends about the feast like they did with our Indian Corn last fall. I'll be really steamed.

Perhaps I'll call my friend Sondra for the ingredients in her squirrelly cocktail. That'll teach 'em.

2 comments:

Jon said...

Well if none of these jobs work out here I could always play Bill Murray's Carl Spackler role from Caddy Shack and use my

"License to kill gophers by the government of the United Nations. Man, free to kill gophers at will. To kill, you must know your enemy, and in this case my enemy is a varmint. And a varmint will never quit - ever. They're like the Viet Cong - Varmint Cong. So you have to fall back on superior intelligence and superior firepower. And that's all she wrote.

...for squirrels of course.

Rekha said...

We just started a vegetable garden this year...along with the compost. We are VERY excited about this, but my dreams of making a fabulous meal from my "farm" are quickly dying. Looks like rabbits got into our peas and possibly the grean beans. DAMN those critters! We really need to get that Bamboo fence up and maybe buy a hunting rifle! Ok, no guns...maybe just some cayenne pepper on the plants and a fake owl, some suggestions from friends "in the biz".