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Rich Z's BlatheringsSince Connie and I have retired the SerpenCo business, topics here will focus on topics of a more personal and general nature.
Once the peaches on this one tree started ripening, it didn't take long before some varmint found them and thought they were grown, watered, and cared for all for him to eat. I did get three of them, but there were a lot more of them that are now being converted to possum crap.
I'm trying a live trap with bait (bird feed block) that has worked pretty well in the past, but apparently this possum isn't interested in that bait. Perhaps this is one I have trapped before around the bird feeders and he found his way back "home" and now knows to avoid such things.
I really don't want to shoot this critter, but the varmint broke all of the new growth branches on this tree getting to the peaches, and I have another tree close to this one which should have the peaches ripening in another week or two. So I really can't allow this thing to be damaging both of the trees.
Although it will be a while for the citrus to be ripe, we have had problems in the past with possums getting into those trees as well. I lost all of the asian pears we were growing and most of the regular pears last year to them. They are getting to be a real nuisance, it seems.
Between the possums, raccoons, deer, and squirrels ravaging everything, I'm feeling like nature has turned against us here. "Loving nature" really only sounds good in theory and when you aren't living thick in the middle of it, I guess. Or I guess over time you soon learn that loving nature becomes very selective about which forms of benign nature that deserve loving. I sure as heck would hate to be a commercial farmer and have to deal with this sort of thing battling for my livelihood day in and day out.