mauled melon seedlings
The woodland creatures let me believe that perhaps we may get some of our garden harvest this year. Beans were growing, melons were sprouting, all sorts of green-ness appeared in our garden and - here's the important point - grew and grew and grew.
Alas. I'm blaming the bunny in the forsythia. He's getting bigger every day, and our beans and melon shoots and other plants must be tasty.
So we have a lonely cabbage, some very sad tomato sprouts, and a couple pumpkins that seem to be doing well. Oh, and a bed of radishes, just waiting for the rabbit to discover.
I was sad for our bean tee-pee, since it hadn't even really had a chance to grow, but then I had a talk with Lucy and realized she wanted a bean tee-pee so she could pick and eat the beans. No wonder she looked at me so crazy-like when I told her that the tee-pee was ready: there were no beans to harvest!
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