Last trip down, I lovingly planted five cherry tomato plants. I chopped through 50 years of pasture grass and dug out Prairie Roses with 2' long roots. I pulled grass and dug in a large bag of potting soil, then embedded the tomato plants. I watered them profusely hoping they would make it two weeks until I could get back and tend them. While I was gone, while my back was turned, something stepped over my garden fence and feasted on all but two of my tomato plants! And next to them, wildflowers had been cut off a foot from the ground as neatly as though I had taken my garden pruners to them.
It must have been a deer but I couldn't find any tracks. I can't think what else would have munched them all down and left 12" of the wildflowers and why didn't they take the last two tomatos?
I will save those tomatos! I pounded in stakes and wrapped chicken wire around the surviving two plants. If something gets in this time, it won't get out -- but I don't know what I'll do if I go back and find I have trapped a deer! Or what I will do if the last two tomatoes are gone.
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