Everything in my pollinator snack bar was mowed down several times by a plague of slugs. I finally gave up and threw in a packet of wildflower seeds, which turned out to be mostly poppies.
Fingers crossed, the beets are doing O.K. The carrots are pathetic. Thank goodness for the parsnips, who after two dismal years have found a location they like.
Training Honey and Rosie is in full swing. Constant vigilance is exhausting. On the plus side they will do anything for a minuscule piece of liver. Handy for popping into my own mouth if I feel the need for some protein-see exhaustion.
For your enjoyment a photo of logger sports
|credit D. Denduyf via Logger Sports|