I can dream, can't I
Jun. 4th, 2024 10:06 amA slightly different squirrel update today.
Sable has started to take an interest. She spent quite a bit of time on the dining room windowsill looking down on the squirrels. Who feud, apparently. There were up to five on the grass together at one point, but one of them was very pugnacious and kept attacking the others.
Sadly, it was not until Sable had left the room that one of the more intrepid squirrels jumped up to the window sill and spent quite a while staring in at us. It subsequently tried—this was obviously one of the intelligent squirrels—to climb up the corner of the house, with the assumed goal of walking along the fishing wire from the easy end, but was defeated by its plastic surface. (The windows are on three sides, and the corner posts are upvc.) It spent quite a bit more time looking in through the rest of the north-side windows, to our amusement. I do hope it tries again when Sable is there, I wish to see the mutual reaction!
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Covid is slowly improving. Beast is Covid-free, though he did get the sniffles yesterday after mowing the rest of the lawn on a high-pollen-count day.
I've spent the last couple of mornings doing some garden work before the exhaustion kicks in. It is so disheartening. Having planted the sweetcorns, three of the eight have been murdered overnight. The first kale plants have been shredded. The beans, both dwarf beans and climbing ones, are looking extremely forlorn. Beans were so productive last year? I'm just hoping the pumpkins and courgettes are sturdy enough to survive. I waited as long as I dared to put these outside, and the courgettes are actually starting to flower, so I Do. Not. Want. them to be demolished by slugs.
Oddest thing is, I hardly ever see any slugs. I did put out a beer trap last week, and there were a couple of dozen corpses in it, which I turfed out onto the pond surround in the hope that they would provide a tasty snack for various birds.
Well. Monty says I can plant sweetcorn now, so I shall. And more beans. I have some plastic cloches, perhaps these will protect the tender babies. So infuriating.
Sable has started to take an interest. She spent quite a bit of time on the dining room windowsill looking down on the squirrels. Who feud, apparently. There were up to five on the grass together at one point, but one of them was very pugnacious and kept attacking the others.
Sadly, it was not until Sable had left the room that one of the more intrepid squirrels jumped up to the window sill and spent quite a while staring in at us. It subsequently tried—this was obviously one of the intelligent squirrels—to climb up the corner of the house, with the assumed goal of walking along the fishing wire from the easy end, but was defeated by its plastic surface. (The windows are on three sides, and the corner posts are upvc.) It spent quite a bit more time looking in through the rest of the north-side windows, to our amusement. I do hope it tries again when Sable is there, I wish to see the mutual reaction!
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Covid is slowly improving. Beast is Covid-free, though he did get the sniffles yesterday after mowing the rest of the lawn on a high-pollen-count day.
I've spent the last couple of mornings doing some garden work before the exhaustion kicks in. It is so disheartening. Having planted the sweetcorns, three of the eight have been murdered overnight. The first kale plants have been shredded. The beans, both dwarf beans and climbing ones, are looking extremely forlorn. Beans were so productive last year? I'm just hoping the pumpkins and courgettes are sturdy enough to survive. I waited as long as I dared to put these outside, and the courgettes are actually starting to flower, so I Do. Not. Want. them to be demolished by slugs.
Oddest thing is, I hardly ever see any slugs. I did put out a beer trap last week, and there were a couple of dozen corpses in it, which I turfed out onto the pond surround in the hope that they would provide a tasty snack for various birds.
Well. Monty says I can plant sweetcorn now, so I shall. And more beans. I have some plastic cloches, perhaps these will protect the tender babies. So infuriating.
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Date: 2024-06-04 10:26 am (UTC)Slugs, and snails, love to eat my plants, too. I've only just put my courgettes outside, so fingers crossed for us both.
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Date: 2024-06-05 04:09 pm (UTC)I'll keep everything crossed the pumpkins and courgettes will survive and thrive! Slugs are a menace!
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Date: 2024-06-05 04:50 pm (UTC)