Organic Gardening

Pesky critters are much more daring and optimistic in an organic garden where they often face minimal opposition for their out-of-control feasting. I confess, I briefly admired my woodlice (roly poly is way too PC for me) for their steadfast determination in carrying out a fatal attack from the underside of my pumpkin before I recognized and/or could minimize the damage.














I've learned in a very short period of time that neglecting to inspect every side of the fruit regularly, means I end up with no fruit, and that makes me a very unhappy (and hungry) farmer.

It WAS a clever and inconspicuous endeavor; a community effort from the looks of it. No doubt, the work of a community organizer. See him up there...at the top?

The facts are, that my organic garden provides plenty of rotting vegetation on the surface of the soil to keep every one of them critters happy and well nourished. "Greedy, ungrateful, stupid woodlice! Didn't your mother ever tell you not to bite the fruit of the farmer that feeds you?"

I called in my reinforcements: the Chicken Party Express: Taco (above), Emma, Kiwi, Bluey, Silva, Liz, Jenna, and Elmo.














I told them they couldn't have mousy because it would be too painful to watch (and my youngin's were already calling me a murderer), but they sure made short order of those woodlice.