I looked out the window, as I tend to do in the early morning, and noted the garden looked different. I turned back. The leaves were missing. Oh NO. I knew. Moose.
I can't tell you how sick it made me feel. I knew the harvest would be less this year due to all the rain and things like beans not doing much. I knew my squash was struggling. BUT the cool weather crops were doing great. All the hard work. The battle with weeds. In one night - destroyed.
Yes, it felt like the death of a dream. Yesterday was a busy day but I took 45 minutes to start cleaning up the mess. First I confirmed it was moose...check the hoof marks...the way things are eating from the top down...often the middle is eaten and the outer leaves left.
I noted they marched straight through the shorter beds and destroyed anything in their path. They tended to eat around the taller beds but didn't get into them. They could have.
Kale gone. They seem to like the Russian kale better than the Dinosaur kale. There were two plants left of the dinosaur kale.
I think the gardening year is coming to an end. I still have beets to harvest. I still have carrots and cucumbers to harvest. I have the bit of kale and more onion tops than I can deal with. It did feel like accepting the death of a dream today.....but THEN...I continued to build the lasagna compost bed in teh garden...adding a layer of green from all the destroyed plants and a layer of brown - straw. That's looking forward to next year.
We are talking about covering the massive areas of weeds with black plastic and leaving it next summer. Planting only the beds and greenhouses...working on other projects...coming back to it the year after. We'll see.