As you may recall, we recently modified our groundhog fence to keep out the baby groundhogs, as well as the mama. As far as we could tell, this worked fine; we often saw the groundhogs (anywhere from one to three of the babies, with or without their mama) in the yard eating grass and weeds, which they're welcome to, and never in the garden. Until this morning, that is, when Brian spotted one of the little ones apparently inside the boundaries of the garden fence. When he approached for a closer look, the little marmot scurried up the fence and down the other side and escaped into its hole. So apparently, the new fence we introduced that they can't go through is possible to go over. Back to the old drawing board....
On an unrelated note, yesterday the garden-fresh eating experiment continued with not one but two meals containing homegrown ingredients. In addition to the dinner of Pad Thai, made with homegrown cilantro, I had a squash-blossom omelet for lunch. (Amazing how cheaply you can eat these yuppie foods when you grow your own.) Though to be honest, I don't think I'll be repeating that particular recipe—squash blossoms look like they ought to be a real delicacy, but I don't think their actual flavor is anything to write home about. Admittedly, I haven't tried them fried in an egg batter and stuffed with cheese, but then, what wouldn't taste good that way?
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