Well darn and crud and fiddlesticks. I went out to my little patch of earth a few days ago to find every pea plant and every sweet potato plant nibbled right to the ground. I found suspicious footprints belonging to deer. Then I cried and stomped my feet and said bad words. I was pissy for several days and this is the first I could speak of my gardens’ plight.
The peas are history and it is certainly too late to restart them. The sweet potatoes will grow back but with the cooler weather I’m not sure they can make a showing. Of course it will warm some for most of September and October. But a lot of ground has been lost.
I am sorely disappointed for sure. On to my next endeavor.