Showing posts with label chipmunks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label chipmunks. Show all posts

Wednesday, 14 July 2021

Little Tomato Thief

 


"Do you need me to build a fence around your raised bed garden ? " Rob asked.  "No" I said . "The only thing interested in my garden last year was the flea beetles and that won't keep them out.  Nothing else seems to have the slightest interest in my little garden".

And somewhere in the woods, all the little chipmunks cheered.  But I didn't hear them.

When the three lined potato beetles arrived and began eating my tomatillo plants I looked it up online, and then began diligently removing the larvae that were decimating the leaves. I scraped them off (did you know they cover themselves in their own excrement to deter predators? Well it deterred me too at first).  I dumped them and any adult beetle I could find into a container of hot soapy water.  I then sprayed my plants with a bit of soapy water just to make sure.

It took a couple of weeks, but eventually I seemed to be making headway. I was pretty pleased with my efforts.

Then one morning this week I was on my way out for a nice relaxing walk and stopped for a quick check on my garden. I was more than dismayed to see part of a big lovely green tomato lying in the garden bed, with half of it chewed away.  I assumed it might be deer, so thought I might have to put up a trail cam later in the day to make sure, and maybe a solar power motion detector light to deter them.  I tossed the tomato out and went for my walk.

On my return I decided to check around the garden to see if there were any deer tracks. There were no tracks at all.  There was however, the remains of another chewed tomato lying in state.   Not to mention a cute little chipmunk playing hide and seek in amongst the tomato plants.  I clapped my hands and made hissing noises but it just hid behind the tomato plant leaves, now lying all broken in a heap.

So I looked up "do chipmunks eat tomatoes? "  Well yes they do.  Not the whole tomato of course, just parts of it before moving on to removing and chewing on the next one.

"They are just thirsty" said one person in an online gardening forum.  So I kindly filled a ceramic dish with water for it, and placed it nearby.

Hmmm... but now there were three more tomatoes lying in state.

"Place ground up cayenne pepper around the plants"  was the next suggestion.  I used JalapeƱo powder instead as I had lots of that available. I sprinkled it on the soil, and for good measure, all around the perimeter of the garden.

A short while later there were two more half eaten tomatoes now lying in plain view.

"Sprinkle used coffee grounds around your plants " was the next suggestion.  So I scraped out the grounds from the morning coffee filter, and spread them all around the tomato stems.  As the sun hit the soil, I could smell the grounds. "Yay" I thought.

A quick check an hour later and there were more chewed up tomatoes, and now some of the cherry tomatoes were added to the pile.

"Spray a mix of garlic and cayenne chiles that have been steeped in water" was the next suggestion.  So I boiled up some Ghost peppers, (I'm not messing around any more !) and some garlic in two cups of water. I strained it, let it cool, poured it into a spray bottle, donned safety glasses and gloves and sprayed the tomatoes, leaves, soil and for good measure the wooden planter sides too.  I washed my hands well afterwards just in case!  (20 years in the chile business taught me that !)

I was beginning to wonder why it was that all these people even thought that chipmunks actually have a sense of smell ?  And why would they think that chipmunks specifically don't like the smell of garlic, or chile peppers ? There were no large tomatoes down the next morning, but the cherry tomatoes were definitely now next on the chipmunk hit list. 

"Cat hair on the soil works every time" was the next suggestion. I brushed our sweet old cat and prepared to scatter cat hair all around the base. By now the garden needed water, so I watered the garden and reapplied coffee grounds and sprayed more chile pepper/garlic infused water on everything, and then carefully placed cat hair all around.

For a couple of hours there is no activity, but of course just when I think I have been successful, more chewed up tomatoes appear. 

"Electric fence" is Rob's suggestion.  After I calm down, I learn that he doesn't mean to electrocute them, but that we can devise one as a deterrent.  I am not convinced that we can accurately figure out what sort of electric current would scare them without harming them so I go off to the store and buy Irish Spring soap instead. It was the latest suggestion in that gardening forum. For some reason I feel a need to tell the cashier it's not for me.  "It's for the chipmunks" I think of saying, but somehow that doesn't sound right so I keep quiet.  

I carve the soap up into small pieces, scatter some around the plants, rub it into the wooden planter sides, and place more pieces of it around the perimeter, and wait.  

Twenty four hours later, the garden appears to be untouched.  All I can smell in the area now is Irish Spring Soap though.

I keep garden notes each year to remind myself of successes and failures.  I'm hopeful this last attempt is a success but I don't have high hopes. Regardless though I am already designing next year's garden to include a fence. Not an electric one, just a fence. Hardware cloth has been the most frequent suggestion.

I check back on the gardening forum.  There is one more suggestion.  "Take $50 and go buy tomatoes from a local farmer's market for the rest of the summer.  And enjoy your cute little chipmunk".


They are awfully cute, aren't they ? 





Thursday, 13 September 2012

And it's been 30 years....


Well, it's a good thing I didn't commit to a daily blog, as apparently it's been over a week already since I last posted. They say time flies when you are having fun - and we have certainly been having fun, but also things have seemed just a tad hectic lately.

First we realised just how lucky we were to arrive here and have two months of glorious summer weather. Last weekend was not so lovely, we had high winds, cooler temperatures, dark skies and torrential downpours for two and a half days. When we put the driveway in at the cabin we used a very fine stone, and on dry days it isn't much of a problem, but on wet days it sticks to our shoes and fills the cabin with a mix of sand and very small, very sharp stones. We would like to get something else down in front of the cabin - a bit of an interlock buffer or something, but we have a lot on the go right now and have to choose our battles! It's a good reminder though, when we build the next house to use different stone, and to think about that mud room we have been talking about.

Work on the shed has been progressing. Slowly, but progressing. It's a difficult task to revamp a building, and I know Rob prefers to build from scratch. He really wants to do the blog posting on that project, but just can't find the time. When he isn't building, he is trying to catch up with paperwork (the business still demands our attention, government form filing, taxes, accountant questions ) and the usual bill paying etc. We are still trying to get a working office space going, and of course the cats LOVE rearranging paperwork so we need to work on that.


In case Rob finds time to post though, without giving too much away about all the work that has gone on all I will say is that here are the walls slowly going up! The windows that are leaning against the walls, are the old ones we found in the sheds. We will try to use some of them here, and I am going to scoop a couple to use for frames for some fabric pieces I have in mind. The old doors aren't as useful, they are all only about 6 feet tall - maybe people were shorter back then ??? Of course, they are fine for me - but Rob would bang his head on the door frame if we used them!





September is always a month of contrasts, and just as we started to turn our attention to fall matters, the sunshine and warmer temperatures came back. Warm dry days make for better building days, but Tuesday was our 30th wedding anniversary, so we wisely (!) opted to take the afternoon and celebrate. We were going to go to Neat Cafe in Burnstown for a wood oven fired pizza lunch, with coffee and sweets, and a visit to the local apple orchard, but we were running a bit late as Rob had been working on the sheds in the morning, and then Jet needed his play time and walk, so we agreed to dine al fresco at the local french fry van! An excellent choice, especially as the van will close soon for the winter. We sat out in the sunshine, and boy, those fries sure tasted good. I was supposed to take a photo, but guess I was too busy eating!

Then Rob suggested we go to Shaw Woods, an old growth forest with a walking trail. On the opposite side of the road from the trail is an old dam, part of the Snake river. We had been there with Zuni a few years ago and we thought it would be nice to hang out there for a bit, and maybe catch sight of some wildlife along the river. When we got there though, we noticed there was another trail on the other side of the dam, so went off to explore it for a bit. Are we ever glad we did! Apparently the friends of Shaw Woods have been really busy, hauling wood chips up the trails (not to mention concrete and timbers to build an incredible viewing platform!) The trail took us along the sides of the river, and then up to the platform.



It would be a wonderful place for a picnic lunch. It was hard to get decent photos of the view from the platform. My camera is still in for repair and I brought my old one with a telephoto lens and it doesn't do it justice.
We clambered back down, and as we were leaving, saw that the trail went off in the other direction along the river so took it for a ways too. What a magical place. Each turn brought a whole new view of yet another lovely spot. We found the remains of an heron rookery, saw a great blue heron fly away from us, and walked along the edges of a lovely wetland area. It's an absolutely lovely trail, and we can't wait to go back and explore it further.




But, it was time to head home, and give Jet his play time, (yes, he gets LOTS of play time - a tired shepherd is a good shepherd) and get working on our anniversary dinner. In our former life, that would have meant trips around Ottawa, picking up sweeties at our favourite bakeshop the Three Tarts, cards from Paper Papier, and a trip to a good butcher - either Saslove's or Lavergne's for our main course. But to celebrate our new life here, we decided to change things up a bit. I had done the shopping on Monday in preparation. Unfortunately the bakery I wanted to visit was closed on Mondays, so I baked - yes me who never bakes - a nectarine crumble, and picked up steaks for the BBQ. We still had lots of organic potatoes and onions left from the farmers market, and some frozen guajillo paste that I had made in May so it was an easy, yet delicious meal. Hmmmm guess we were hungry - there are no photos again!

It wasn't quite warm enough to sit outside on the porch, but we did enjoy a pre-dinner beer outside before we got cooking. We both agreed that we had a wonderful day and couldn't think of a nicer way to spend such a special anniversary. Although we were tired from all of our trail walking, we still managed to walk Jet, and go for another walk ourselves to catch the last bit of sun on our own little stretch of river.



The warm weather is continuing, but we've had a taste of fall weather and you can see that the colours are slowing changing in the trees and plants. We know we have some serious work to do. Although we are in the thick of the woods here, we will need to order firewood, and create some kind of a good dry place to stack it. We cut down some birch and poplar when the road went in, but it probably isn't dry enough yet for burning. There are two dead oak trees in front of the cabin, and we should take them down and see if Rob can use the wood for building, or if they are only good enough for firewood now. It's a shame, we both loved those old oaks! We have just ordered a good Ontario tree identification book, as we are slowly learning to identify the trees here, and learning that they are all good for different things. This week I discovered we have Bur Oak and White Oak - the acorns are totally different. The Bur Oak acorns are sort of fuzzy while the white Oak ones are smooth. I can thank the Chipmunks for that information as they are the ones, along with the red squirrels and blue jays, who have stripped the acorns from the Oak trees this week! They obviously know it's time to prepare for winter too.