While all those rose posts were going on, I was fighting to save the newly planted cherry trees from a gopher who moved in last Friday night.
Saturday morning I noticed the tell-tale mounds and put the trap out immediately. A few hours later, the gopher had filled the trap with soil and dug more tunnel. I reset the trap. The next morning, the gopher had once again filled the trap with soil. Uh oh. A smart gopher. I went to Home Cheapo for another trap--they didn't have them. They did have "gopher gassers", which is a dynamite type stick you light and shove down the tunnel. It produces poison gas to kill the gopher. Brutal, yes, but I had cherry trees to save.
I tried a couple of gopher gassers, and no luck. More mounds of soil and tunnels. One was right under one of the cherry trees. Some of the Ligustrum I planted back last fall were also now in danger. The next day, I tried more gassers, and reset the trap, too. Tuesday morning the trap was sprung. Gopher inside. But still alive. It wasn't dead in there. It was stuck in there. Oh, dear. Now what?
I ended up taking a long walk with a gopher stuck in a gopher trap. Arriving at an uninhabited area of Eucalyptus, I dropped the gopher off. It was not in the greatest of shape having been stuck in a trap for quite a few hours, but it was walking. It turned and bared its big yellow buck teeth at me, and before ambling off, gave me a look that appeared to be a mix of equal parts terror, loathing, and bewilderment. I felt the same.
One always turns to the garden for comfort. Aloe ferox is in glory:
A. cameronii and Yucca 'Bright Star' shine:
And there's much hoped-for A. marlothii! That structure appears so quickly. Two days ago it wasn't there.
The cherry trees, by the way, are fine.