My Gypsy Garden

As you know, if you’ve followed my blog for any length of time, we live in a ‘wild kingdom’ of sorts: rabbits, squirrels, deer, heron, osprey, turtles, birds…did I leave out anyone?? Oh, and raccoons.

For years, I’ve had a love-hate relationship with the deer.  They are beautiful, and I could never, ever harm one. But it’s so discouraging to find the remains of a plant that was a late night deer snack.

Last year, I was searching on Pinterest for fence options with every intent on having some sort of fence installed by this spring. I happened upon a suggestion to string fishing line around the area you’re trying to keep off premises to deer.  The thought is that they can’t see the line, and when it touches them, they’re frightened and don’t attempt to enter that area.

Before you wonder about them being harmed by trying to cross the fishing line, please note that this line would easily pull up the stakes to which it’s attached  if any weight were to be put on it (or against it). And the areas where I use it aren’t ones where the deer would be running and get caught in it.

So, that being said, welcome to my ‘gypsy garden’, where you’ll find all sorts of gadgets, stakes, etc., to which I attach the fishing line.

This is an area where I wanted to plant a thunbergia (black-eyed Susan vine), which, evidently, is deer candy (or perhaps French Fries).  I planted it in front of that black trellis, and I also placed a pot of red Gerbera Daisies at the base of the tree. Deer also love those plants. The old coffeepot stake serves as one of the anchors for the fishing line.

This next area is beside our deck.  The fishing line here is protecting my garden phlox and some primrose.  In the past,  as soon as they were a few inches tall, the deer mowed them to the ground. The phlox (dark green foliage to the left behind the old washtub) still has a cage around it that I used to protect it last year. (Thank you, Motor Man, for building those cages.)  I can probably remove that now that the fishing line fence is in place.  The blue butterfly solar light stake is being used to anchor this end of  the fishing line. Mr and Mrs. Duck wanted to be in the picture, too corn.

One end of the fishing line in this next area is attached to this old, rusty butterfly stake and the other to that old primitive white chair. The fence is protecting the gladioli in the background. However, there will be a problem when the glads to the front of the bed start blooming. The deer will be able to just munch on them over the ‘fence’. I may have to come up with another plan before then, because I do love glads.

 

This kitty’s expression could be interpreted as: “Whoa! Do you think you have enough fishing line strung, lady?”.  (Good thing I’ve been collecting those decorative garden stakes for years.)

In another area near our deck, the fishing line has done a great job of protecting my hydrangea AND a yellow climbing rose bush (back right corner). I’ve probably had that bush for 15 years, but it’s been several years since the deer have allowed it to produce any foliage,  much less bloom. It’s doing great this year, thanks to that fishing line. The deer completely ignore the irises, the fragrance being too strong for the deer. (If only all flowers had that sweet ‘perfume’.)

And deer aren’t the only critters we’re trying to keep ‘at bay’.

Up until a couple of weeks ago, every morning, we were finding our bird feeders on the ground, and the shepherds’ hooks they were hanging on bent or badly leaning. We thought, to do that much damage, the culprit  must be deer. But we wondered how they could get past the fishing line without breaking it. So we invested in a trail camera, and the very first night caught several images similar to this:

Now…. if only a fishing line fence could keep out the raccoons. Since that isn’t an option, we just bring in the feeders every night and put them back out in the morning. Problem solved.

We now have bluebirds nesting in one of the hanging geraniums on the front porch.  Many Facebook friends have warned me to be on the lookout for snakes attacking the nest. A Google search shows that, apparently hopefully, a slinky over the chain (or pole/post) will prevent that. I sure do hope so.

Do you have a ‘gypsy garden’? How to you deter critters from your flowerbeds,  bird feeders and/or nests?

~These Days Of Mine~

 

Poetic Thursday: The Contest

Welcome to the last Thursday in April. Today, I’m joining Pam and her boys, Angel Sammy and Teddy, at Two Spoiled Cats as I do every week for Poetic Thursday.

This is the photo Pam gave us for this week’s inspiration:

And here’s my poem:

Swimsuits

“Step right up, ladies and gents:
here are today’s contestants.”

Trophies were given, we don’t know for what.
But don’t those swimsuits look awfully hot?

If those gals caught a glimpse of today’s swimwear,
they’d fall victim to the vapors, I do declare.

~These Days Of  Mine~

One Word Wednesday: Quarantine

Quarantine

~These Days Of Mine~

Just For Fun Monday

This morning,  some recent fun photos of a few of our furry and feathered friends. And who isn’t in need of some fun right now?

So, in no particular order:

1.) Those of you who follow my Facebook page know that we are loving the bluebird pair, Benny and Bonnie, that have chosen one of my hanging geraniums for their home this spring.  Their feeder is near this decorative post, outside our bedroom window. Sometimes it seems they’re looking right at us.

2.) Our kitties continue to help us cope with this quarantine. Marshall recently snapped this picture of his kitty, Sibs, from outside a window. She is so pretty.

3.) And here’s our Sundae, coping with isolation. Oh, wait, it’s just another day in her world.

4.) Although we don’t care for the dozens of Canada geese who frequent our yard in the spring/summer, I have become quite fond of one of them. This is “Gimpy”, whose wing was recently broken. He has apparently adopted me and greets me every morning for breakfast.

5.) Was this bird feeder advertised as squirrel proof?

6.) As you can tell, the geese have been hanging out on this little dock, and yesterday morning, Motor Man caught a glimpse of this heron taking in the view watching for breakfast.

Our pets and the wildlife are keeping us entertained, perhaps even more than usual right now. How are you coping?

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

Poetic Thursday: Abandoned

Welcome to Thursday…. in case you’re like most of us, and aren’t sure what day of the week it is.

As usual, I’m participating in Poetic Thursday, hosted by Pam and her boys at Two Spoiled Cats.

This our photo inspiration for today:

And here’s my poem:

Abandoned

It seemed a good idea: the development was a “go”;
each home to resemble a French chateau.

But then, the unexpected happened,
and now the property sits abandoned.

Perhaps there will be a day
when somehow, new life comes its way.

Homes no longer empty, neighbors as friends;
needed: an investor with billions to lend.

Pam gave us some info on this ‘ghost town’, located in Turkey. It’s fairly new, just built in 2018, but it seems the developers ran into some financial difficulty after building this $200 million project. If you’d like to read more about and see additional photos, click here.

Have a good weekend, everyone. ‘Stay healthy, take care of your selfie’.

~These Days Of Mine~

 

One Word Wednesday: Patriot

Patriot

Motor Man’s dad, “Pop:”

~These Days Of Mine~

 

Keeping Our Distance…

….from everyone else, but not each other….

Yesterday, Motor Man and I took a drive to Mathews, Virginia, located on the Chesapeake Bay, about an hour from us.

Motor Man has shared with me before that, when he was 14 years old, his parents looked to buy this house and property, located in Mathews.

Then, with his wonderful sense of humor, referring to how things don’t seem to change much in that area, he adds: “If we had moved there, I’d probably still be 14.”

We had our tripod, so we stopped to take pictures with the New Point Comfort Lighthouse in the background.

Need I add that the wind was gusting quite strongly?

Bay hair: don’t care

Marshall had told me years ago about a haunted wooded area near Mathews, so Motor Man and I sought out that little country road.

Hmmmm….glad it wasn’t nighttime.

It was a beautiful day for a drive, prior to possibly severe storms predicted for today.

~These Days Of Mine~