Point 1: I'm a gardener, not animal control.
Yes, those deer were pesky, but unless I plan to spend the night in the garden with a shotgun by my side, I can't really do anything about them. So, I decide to take the deer out of the equation.
Grade: C. I figure we all start out in the middle of the scale right?
Point 2: Harvests like this one:
This is what I gathered just the other day, after I have been ignoring the garden completely for the past month. I dock myself a few letter grades because I didn't get any green beans, sweet peas and only about 8 strawberries.
Grade: B-
Point 3: The habanero plant.
This took awhile to get going, but these are the hottest peppers on the face of the planet. Because B ate one and I almost dialed 911, I give myself an extra letter grade.
Final grade: A-
I'll be back in 2010 for my sophomore year with an electric fence. I predict bountiful bounty.
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