A critter took up residence in my compost heap over the winter. We thought it was a mouse, but now I’m pretty sure it’s a vole. It’s been hanging out in my garden and apparently has found some tasty grubs around my potatoes. At least two plants are dead; the other three don’t appear to be too far behind. I can’t say I’m heartbroken. My record for homegrown potato yield is two dinners. I’ll go to the hardware store tomorrow and see if they have anything for organic grub control. If I can get rid of the grubs, the vole will leave on its own. I think I’m going to look for some fairly mature tomato plants while I’m there. It occurred to me that potatoes aren’t the best use of my space. I should concentrate on growing salads, salsa, and spaghetti sauce. That’s what we use a lot in the winter, so that’s what I should raise and preserve. It’s only taken me four years to figure that out, but it’s early enough in the season to fix it, I think. Next year I’ll be able to plan better.
Why yes, I must do everything the hard way. I have a Master’s Degree in Stubborn from the School of Hard Knocks.