Sunday, April 1, 2012
I went in complaining bitterly to Paul, who slipped on his boots to take up the chase. When he came back in after (temporarily, we're sure) clearing the yard and checking that all the gates were closed, he reported that there had been two deer. And the next morning, it was pretty clear that they were hungry deer, with a particular appetite for all the best bulbs. No interest at all in the newly sprouting dandelions.
And for some reason, they don't (for the moment, at least) seem to like scylla, so those bright blue sparks are still intact.
And yes, it's almost time to move that mulch out of the way, but I think there's still a chance we could have frost, so I'm leaving the blanket in place just a bit longer, especially since I read Marjorie Harris today suggesting we leave that layer of leaves for worms to pull into the earth over the next few weeks, adding nutrition and humus.
That's not to say there hasn't been some cleaning up going in out there, though.