Muncha Muncha Muncha

A short while ago I read a children's story called Muncha Muncha Muncha , a tale of a frustrated gardener. No matter what the poor man did to keep the bunnies out of his garden, they would somehow creep by all his defenses (fence, moat, tower with barbed wire, etc.) and muncha muncha muncha.

That's probably how it sounded when all my lovely crocuses were chewed to nubs by that cute little furry creature I photographed hopping about underneath my front window by the rose tree.

Drat him! He's so cute! Although note that his little bunny eyes are glowing demonically.

This is the first year I've ever seen rabbits in my neighbourhood and it may have something to do with the fact that there are three dogs less in the yards immediately surrounding me than there were only last summer.

Oh, there's still Scout, a sweet old German Shepherd next door who bays like a Hound of the Baskervilles whenever anything with a siren sounds in the distance, but he's tied up-- and I suspect my bunny is on to this information.

In the backyard directly across from me I recently spotted a deer too. I've heard tales of the depradations of deer from my mother.

Looks like it will be hard times for Spider Girl's garden....

Any tips, dear readers, on persuading rabbits to leave my flowers alone? That doesn't involve actually hurting the furry little beasties?

I tried advancing on it menacingly and clapping my hands, but it just lay back, kicking its little legs in the air because it was laughing so hard at me. I'm not good at exuding menace, you see.

I'm doing my best to get my garden in shape. I stayed out all Saturday in the glorious Spring sunshine from about ten in the morning until about six o'clock in the evening. I dug and I weeded and I pruned and I planted.

I took a break mid-afternoon to run up to the nursery and buy some white heathers and some candytuft plants and I put those in. White flowered plants stand out on grey days and I'd like to have more of them.

Now it's the next day and I feel like I've had a lengthy workout at the gym. I bought a purple heather plant today with intentions of planting it, but the backs of my aching thighs said to me firmly: don't you dare dig any more holes until we're feeling better! So I listened to them.

It was a dreary day anyway, so I stayed inside and painted the ensuite bathroom a warm sunny yellow called Vanilla . A huge improvement. I recently had the flu and it's funny how you notice how a room needs improvement when you spend a lot of time in it all of a sudden.

I've decided I'm going to enlarge and frame some of my garden photographs for this little bathroom. The sink and toilet are unfortunate shades of pale green, but if I get a leafy, green, gardening theme happening, it may just work. The yellow and green look rather nice together.

Ah, it felt like a productive weekend. :)