I left on Monday for a LONG (distance and driving) trip for work. When I got home this evening I checked the fig babies before going inside. "Hmmm...why is there specks of dirt all over that Natalina on the lower shelf.... Culli cazzi!" (Not the actual verbiage....but you get the idea.)
With the cold snap, our yard cat (and maybe a friend) have been enjoying the warmth of the greenhouse. Since they've shown no interest in bothering tad plants, we've let them keep going in and out under the gap of the door zipper. Looks like a cat has been digging in the 3gallon buckets with my Bari and another next to it. The trees (newly rooted cuttings) seem a little loose but still in place.
Needless to say, there are now 2x4s around the perimeter to keep the cats out...but you don't know how close I came to going inside for the rifle....
Grrrrrr.....
With the cold snap, our yard cat (and maybe a friend) have been enjoying the warmth of the greenhouse. Since they've shown no interest in bothering tad plants, we've let them keep going in and out under the gap of the door zipper. Looks like a cat has been digging in the 3gallon buckets with my Bari and another next to it. The trees (newly rooted cuttings) seem a little loose but still in place.
Needless to say, there are now 2x4s around the perimeter to keep the cats out...but you don't know how close I came to going inside for the rifle....
Grrrrrr.....
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