I've gotten over the fact that my melon patch is bearing spaghetti squash. But imagine my dismay when I went out last night, with much joy and anticipation, to harvest my last (of only two) squash and found THIS:
This means WAR, and by that I mean it's time for (cue ominous music)...
The Squirrelapult
Warning: You may not be able to decide if you're horrified or amused. I was horrified the first time I saw it, now it just makes me cackle with evil glee. (Thanks to Scott for sharing this.)
How to keep squirrels off your deck!
I think I'm going to see how big this beet will grow. Right now it looks to be about the size of a baseball.
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