Pigeons, don't you just hate them? Tonight I was planting kale where the onions used to be and all I could hear in the tree was a pigeon cooing. I swear he was calling his mates and saying, " Dinner's at my place lads - be ready about 9.30".
Poor kale I will go and read it the last rites tommorrow evening.
Yes I know I could net but all the nets are in use and the plot is in danger of being mistaken for some kind of spider web.
Oh and while I'm on the subject - squirrels - leave the raspberries alone!
I feel better for getting that off my chest.
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