Okay, the first time it happened Pat said ‘Well, just some bored kids and you had the perfect grenades!’ I was astonished that we hadn’t heard a thing and that the dogs didn’t bark- this was last Saturday. The scene...gruesome! Tomatoes, nice and ripe, thrown all over the back gardening area, and some even by the back door...everywhere :(. They grabbed green ones, and even got my ripe beefsteak in the greenhouse. The smaller plum tree that is loaded this year was attacked as well. Luckily, they didn’t get to the watermelon! I was too distraught to take any shots.
Then on Sunday, they struck again!
These are only a few of the ‘New Girl’ tomatoes they threw at our door. The door was covered with seeds. They were probably having a contest of who would hit the door first. It is at least 40 feet from in front of my greenhouse to our back door- someone had quite an arm and had to throw it just right to go under a big cherry tree too.
However, they weren’t too smart. Doing this on a weekend is not a good idea as most people are not at work on weekends, right? And with it being as hot as it’s been people have stayed in.
One minute we’re sitting in our living room and THUMP! THUMP! I thought it was one of the kids, at first, then we both realized what it was. The next minute Pat was out the door! You could hear Pat yelling at them down the street, I’m sure. You should have seen their faces as they realized they were busted...and some really mad man with Clint Eastwood veins sticking out around his temples was coming at them. I’ve never seen kids run so fast! They took off to their yards...that’s right both of the kids live right behind us. Pat came back in and took a little ride around the corner and knocked on their door- one of them answered the door shocked, Pat said the look on his face was priceless and he didn’t think they’d be back around. I guess when his mother became aware that they were throwing our vegetables at our house she wasn’t happy. He also said, however, that he didn’t go into explaining to her how hard we work for those vegetables and having them ruined like that was just wrong- he felt she just wouldn’t ‘get’ it and he’d be wasting his breath. The kids were young enough, and scared of Pat enough that we really don’t think it will happen again- I sure hope not. We’re both home every day, so they’ll get caught again if they do it again.
Our Defender of the Vegetables!
Unfortunately, there are not too many tomatoes left...sad. This is one reason I think it is so important to garden with kids. Let them start things from seed and care for them and plant them- the process along teaches a basic respect for life and possibly, just possibly a love for gardening.
The love of gardening is a seed that once sown never dies!
Happy gardening to you,