The thing I always seem to forget about autumn is the pigeons. I forget they become ravenous for leaves in autumn. Just when it looks like your winter crop is successfully underway down they drop like oversized conkers from the sky and razor all in sight. They seem particularly keen on the kale, they like chard, at a push they’ll eat sorrel, small seedlings of any description go down well, but at the moment they are steering clear of chicories. It happens every year and we never really know how to deal with them. It’s an aesthetic thing really. We don’t like nets, we don’t like the feeling of enclosure. On Saturday, Nancy and I cut a mini forest of twigs and stuck them into the soil hoping they would hold off the pigeons attentions for a while. I don’t feel that hopeful and suspect we will have to buy some more netting, unless anyone has any better ideas?
15 10 2012