Wednesday, April 19, 2006

Survivor Oak


I have taken many pictures this morning and I just don't know what to do with them all. So for now here is a photo of the Oak I am calling the survivor. Recall this Oak narrowly escaped a mowing job my neightbor performed - I'm sure out of the goodness of his heart.

We have also had additional deer damage to a second Peach tree, to the plum and apparently an apple tree.

Our wild other trees that we have hung on to all winter are doing fine except Marks favorite, the yellow poplar has had it terminal bud eaten off by a deer. We are very disappointed. I kinda figured this could happen but then I secretly hoped that the deer would instinctually leave me alone because I had studied them some in college. Very silly things we believe - if we admitted it.

Thursday, April 06, 2006

Just a Pile of Grass?


Last fall I mowed and mowed my yard. The grass had come close to two feet deep. After all this grueling mowing, getting the mower hung up on strange bumps, getting covered in bits of grass and apparently poison ivy I had another set of problems.

First there was alot of guilt over the numerous moles and mice I saw leaping with terror trying to escape the mower.

Secondly all this cut grass. I was so afraid it was going to smother my already questionable lawn. So I raked and raked.

I ended up making five piles of grass clippings about four feet in diameter and three feet tall. (Slight exageration possible.) I also never quite finished with the mowing. I left huge triangles of uncut grass to let the deer and mice adjust and buckle down for winter. Certainly I wasn't going to be using that part of the yard.

From the picture above I gather you've come to the same conclusion as I, the mice adjusted nicely. Hopefully not too nicely. I need to get out there and turn over a garden and turn these grass piles into compost. The deer apparently are quite familiar with the yard as well. There are divits in the tall grass from when the have bedded down in the back. Now they apparently enjoy a quick nibble on the terminal buds of my Peach trees. Ah!!! What joy is this.?

A friend has recommended ignoring hte problem, he says the trees will adjust. After some thought I would say I agree. For one thing the deer population is not yet explosive here and for another I'm sure most of them realize that to let the peach tree live is to enjoy a peach another day.... and besides, so far only one tree has been savagely attacked.

I take Bluew and Ginger out to the Orchard regularly and encourage them to pee there frequently. Do you think it will work?