As I left the house this morning, I glanced across the yard. Mostly I thought about all the clover in the lawn this year and that I needed to look up what it signals (lawn needs nitrogen) and how to fix it.
And then I noticed something dark spilling out of the garlic bed.
A paw? But we don’t have bear (and cubs) here. The groundhog? He wasn’t scurrying off at the sound of the garage door.
So I carefully approached.
It was a giant turtle with one “arm” over the wooden frame, not moving, flies all around. Dead? That wouldn’t be fun to move. Ah, a small movement. I snapped my photo and wondered how much damage would be done. It had already dug out a hole … was it laying eggs?
When I came home tonight, the turtle was gone. No sign of eggs. But one garlic plant had been uprooted and a couple others were flattened to the ground.
I set them all upright weeded and now hope the bulbs will fatten up over the next six weeks or so, so we have some healthy garlic to harvest.