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<\/a><\/p>\nYesterday a pair of fawns ran in front of me then tucked themselves in the grass to look at me. \u00a0WITH FAWN EYES. \u00a0It’s an understatement to describe fawn eyes as irresistible.<\/p>\n
Where was mom? \u00a0Probably in the main vegetable garden \u00a0chewing the last of the cucumber vines or making sure she had eaten every sprig of Sweet Pea.<\/p>\n
I haven’t completely thrown in the towel on harvesting SOMETHING from the gardens. \u00a0As you know from a previous blog post, I made a fence around the bean garden to stop the deer from eating all the bean plants. This was an enormous flop as the deer sailed over my six foot effort as if it wasn’t there. \u00a0Frost cloth was my next effort. I covered the \u00a0bean spiral with this frost cloth and anchored it all securely to the ground. \u00a0The deer quickly learned how to pull up the frost cloth, anchor pins and all.<\/p>\n
Each morning I repair the damage. \u00a0I think there are beans under some of the frost cloth. \u00a0It could just be crab grass. \u00a0I don’t really think any surviving beans are enjoying their summer under cloth even though as a self pollinating crop this should work. \u00a0Should being the operative word.<\/p>\n
With the gardens under siege, you would think that the netting I have over our blueberry patch would be a bright spot of bird and animal free harvesting. \u00a0This net is easily 150 feet by 50 feet, and it is draped over a wooden frame high above our blueberries. \u00a0The netting is anchored around the outside of the patch with 2x4s and other long pieces of heavy piping, \u00a0You’d think this would be enough. But it’s not.<\/p>\n
Nor was the scarecrow Grace and I made a deterrent in any way. I don’t think it has scared off a single bird. You’d think faux fur gloves would do the trick, but no.<\/p>\n
Squirrels, chipmunks and ever so many birds are constantly working the perimeter like the raptors in Jurassic Park. \u00a0Once one (or five) of them find a way in (and they always do), I have to roll up a corner of the netting and shoo everyone out. \u00a0Every time I free a bird or squirrel that has broken in but can’t break out, I talk firmly to them, “Stay out and tell your relatives to stay out too. \u00a0I’ll give you your share of the harvest as soon as I have taken our share.” \u00a0After about an hour, their nephews or cousins, aunts and uncles disregard the information provided by their newly freed relatives and give it a try.<\/p>\n It doesn’t help that Sheba finds it very entertaining to bark at everything that gets trapped inside the netting.<\/p>\n One thing I have learned during my efforts to free imprisoned blueberry thieves: There is nothing quite like being charged by a squirrel on the run.. \u00a0 It’s completely adrenalizing but somehow very funny too.<\/p>\n So what with the nonstop deer festival, complete failure of my protection measures and a growing season without rain ( until this week) the \u00a0gardens are not looking their best.<\/p>\n All during this time, the Angels have continued to have me do the detailed energetic cleaning and clearing I wrote about in a blog post earlier this summer. And, surprisingly, \u00a0the Angels tell me the gardens’ vibrations have never been better in spite of what things look like. \u00a0Sometimes when I stop chasing deer (they hardly move when I come out to shoo them away), I can feel the wonderful vibration too. \u00a0It’s such a good reminder that we can never tell what is happening by appearances.<\/p>\n The Angels also remind me frequently that things often look worse before they look better. \u00a0They also note that the appearance of things is not the reality of things.<\/p>\n Beyond the comfort this brings in regards to the events in the world, \u00a0these pep talks also reminded me of this small organization that the little village of Meriden began in the 1980’s when nuclear war between the Soviet Union and the United States felt dangerously close.<\/p>\n When some very sweet buddhist monks walked through town on a peace march, it galvanized a group of us in town to start the Meriden Peace Trust. \u00a0It was not a religious organization or a political one. \u00a0I am not sure any of us \u00a0had a clue what we could do, but the next thing we knew, we were sending various people from our town to the Soviet Union on community exchanges.<\/p>\n The sentiment behind the exchanges was summed up by this postcard which I kept close then and keep close now.<\/p>\n We sent school children and grandmothers. We sent the postmaster’s wife and the town plumber. And soon Soviet citizens were also coming to Meriden for potlucks and homestays. \u00a0Cynics said that the Soviet Union was only sending us communist party members. All we knew was that the first place the lady visitors wanted to go was to JC Penney’s for some American underwear. \u00a0This seemed pretty normal to us, especially after our visitors told us that bras were almost impossible to find in Soviet shops.<\/p>\n I don’t remember how we funded this. \u00a0I think we must have sent out letters to folks to raise the money for airfare for those we sent abroad. \u00a0I just remember the gatherings with or visitors where hopelessness was left at the door and we ate together and danced together and heard each other’s stories.<\/p>\n Some would say our efforts couldn’t possibly have made a difference. \u00a0But who knows. \u00a0 It seems to me that these small acts of kindness and connection are the only thing that matters. And these small things are always possible for us to do.<\/p>\n I can continue to talk gently to the deer to encourage them to share the gardens. \u00a0We share this world and these gardens together even if imperfectly. \u00a0I can continue to laugh with the nutty squirrels and not take myself so seriously about the gardens looking so bedraggled.<\/p>\n The mail today was so full of loving letters from you. \u00a0These cards and letters lifted us up. \u00a0Not only had the deer eaten every edible in the garden, but we had an enormously busy week with almost everyone on the staff out on vacation. \u00a0Your cards perked me up. \u00a0They perked up the skeleton crew here.. \u00a0We had a skip in our step after I read all the notes aloud. \u00a0We finished the day in high spirits. \u00a0And as far as what’s for supper, there is always the farmstand down the road. \u00a0Last time I checked the deer didn’t have the cash for raiding that place.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" The deer population has exploded in our neighborhood and consequently most of the Flowers and vegetables in the gardens have fed frolicking families of deer (and no humans). Every time I get really cross with the deer, say for eating all the day lily buds during an evenings stroll, \u00a0I stumbled on a \u00a0spotted fawn … Continue reading The Meriden Peace Trust<\/span> <\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n