on my raspberry bushes?
The snow melted, revealing the bases of the raspberry stalks.
Many stalks were flat on the ground. I looked, and there were piles of chips, raspberry sawdust. There were pointy sticks, 6 inches high, and fallen spires.
Who chewed on my raspberry bushes? Tiny beavers? Maybe mice. Maybe mice tunneled up through the dirt, under the snow, and felled the canes.
Oh well. They needed to be thinned.
The snow melted, revealing the bases of the raspberry stalks.
Many stalks were flat on the ground. I looked, and there were piles of chips, raspberry sawdust. There were pointy sticks, 6 inches high, and fallen spires.
Who chewed on my raspberry bushes? Tiny beavers? Maybe mice. Maybe mice tunneled up through the dirt, under the snow, and felled the canes.
Oh well. They needed to be thinned.
