It's one thing to have a garden as an alturistic support of wildlife. It's another thing to have a garden with the expectation of some produce. This year, this so-called garden has been nothing but a predator feeding station. And I've never known anything that loved not only green tomatoes but also the top half of substantial tomato plants.

Hence the need for fencing. Admittedly, this year's garden is beyond redemption, but we still might see a few onions, and maybe even a few tomatoes, possibly a few radishes. But a garden is a forward looking thing, and even now I'm anticipating bumper crops next year.

This is the semi-finished project. The last step, tomorrow, will be to drape bird netting over the central pole and down around the edges.

Then let the varmints try.

(Top photo courtesy Mary Ellen.)