Last night, just as I was settling in for the evening, there was a commotion in the backyard. It sounded like several large, heavy somethings were stomping around, doing a drunken reel, stumbling over the lawn furniture. Here's what the digicam saw.
No, that's not the mother ship, come to take away all my UFOs. It's far worse, a herd of hungry bachelors, sprawled out to chew cud, play poker, and snack on my shrubs! A gardener's nightmare!! The same photo, enhanced to resemble what my eyes could see. There were several more beyond camera range.
Bold as brass, with nary a fare-thee-well. My garden is doomed.