It’s a sad day in the Camp Fletcher garden. Three nights this week, four legged criminals have managed to defeat our highly sophisticated security measures (a short wire fence) and have just about wiped out our watermelon crop. We were oh-so-close to harvesting a bumper crop of watermelons but the furry terrorists beat us to it.
Rick Ellis, whose day job is the chief financial officer for Camp Fire Alabama (Camp Fletcher’s parent agency) planted the seeds and tenderly transplanted them from our greenhouse to the ground early this spring. Rick has been watching over and nurturing our plants ever since in anticipation of the day that he could have a delicious slice of ice cold Camp Fletcher watermelon. Now it looks like his dream has been shattered and will have to be deferred to next year.
Can the expert gardeners out there tell from the pictures what we are up against? Our leading theories are raccoons, deer or coyotes. Feral pigs, maybe? Also, any tips for keeping the fuzzy menaces away from next year’s crop would be much appreciated.