Frequently I see heavily damaged plants in the garden that should be quickly put out of their misery. Yet, optimism reigns or perhaps I am too lazy to bend over and apply the final indignity to a simple vegetable that only wants to reproduce.
While on an extended road trip one of the many woodchucks being feed by our neighbors decided that cucumber leaves were the best greens available. We will see if being around for the rest of the summer is sufficient to keep the little darlings away and provide a chance for the cucumber to fulfill its destiny. Me, I just want to make pickles.