Popping

I wish I managed to grow poppies. Last attempts were eaten by a) possum b) wallaby or c) something else. Take your pick. Plus scrub turkeys did not leave them alone anyway. 

I found out today that the bush turkeys build their mounds from 84 meters to half a kilometre apart. I have been trying to come up with solutions to the turkey problem. I thought maybe, if, I provide a start of a mound underneath some nice, shady tree at the back of the property, the dominating male gets obsessed with it, starts building further and keeps the other birds away. But it doesn't work like that. So I just keep adding chicken wire cylinders around my plants at the back yard. I have chicken wire spread out on the ground next to the bushes and trees that I see the turkeys show interest (read: scratch whenever I am not there chasing it away). In theory they do not like scratching ground that has chicken wire laid out. 

I have actually run out of chicken wire. As has my next door neighbour who now goes to garage sales regularly to try to find cheap chicken wire rolls. Maybe I should cover my backyard with one huge chicken wire cage. I could grow whatever I want, whenever I want and however I want.

These little flower faces me happy.

Copyright Kirsi Reinikka 2016