|Eating some of Grandpa's green beans|
|Farm on Grand Marais in Chateauguay Valley|
Where we live now, there is ample space for a lovely vegetable garden, raspberry patch, blueberry bush or whatever. Heck, we even have one of the best climates for growing stuff here on Vancouver Island. I have some friends who have great backyard gardens with way smaller spaces than we do. And many of them are ready to share their bounty with friends and neighbours. Recently, one such friend provided us with an abundance of raspberry canes, complete with raspberries getting ready to ripen.
Yes, they were in our yard not more than 24 hours,
and they looked like this:
...Because of these guys (and yes, they are guys, although the gals are equally responsible for the eating of some items, just didn't catch them in the act this time)
This year, there are 8 males travelling together, and they range in age from 2 up to about 6 or 7, and they eat EVERYTHING! Well, almost, they seem to ignore the dandelions and a few other nasty little weeds.
So, I am starting to think that rather than accepting free deer food so lovingly cultivated, from friends, I should be trading venison for vegetables...