The Homestead’s been Ransacked!

By CRITTERS!!

Living in New Hampshire, we get a LOT of interesting animal situations. Bears, moose, deer, crazy birds, raccoons…you name it, we got it. Sharing the neighborhood with such wild animals helps remind us that we humans are in THEIR backyard, not visa versa. Mother Nature is an amazing thing to be respected. And boy, she sure demands respect!

A teenage bear strolling through our driveway last fall
A teenage bear strolling through our driveway last fall

Two years ago, we had a mama bear (with her 3 cubs) destroy our grill. We’ve also had a family of broad-winged hawks nesting in our back yard for the past few years, and they help keep the chipmunks and squirrels in check. The chipmunks are awfully cute, but they still get feisty. And they just ransacked my greenhouse!

I had LITERALLY just started my pumpkin and spaghetti squash seeds yesterday. I like to start things from seed for a few reasons…I can be as organic as possible, using heirloom and non-GMO seeds. I can also control the amount and types of pesticides (none) and fertilizer (all organic). It’s also very therapeutic to get your hands in the dirt and watch something grow and flourish. Gardening is a huge mental and physical release for me, and starting from scratch is the best way to get the most out of the hobby.

So I planted these seeds in my small compostable peat pods in the greenhouse. Yesterday. JUST yesterday. And this morning, I come out to a disaster!

The chipmunks dug out the seeds and had a midnight snack! They also dug holes in the strawberry containers, making me believe they tried to find a good spot to bury the seeds they didn’t eat. Are they already getting prepared for fall?!? I mean, seriously! These are MY seeds, you darn buggers!

WTF!?!? CHIPMUNKS!!!
WTF!?!? CHIPMUNKS!!!

Just last week, we had an invader at the honey bee hive, too! The bee feeder (a sugar water liquid feeder) was tossed down the hill one morning, broken into pieces and the top was punctured. A new large scratch at the front of the hive shows that they tried (and failed) to get in – thank goodness!

The bees were safe, but shaken up. They were a little more reactive than normal to our presence at the hive the next day. Based on the holes, the critter was bigger than a squirrel, but smaller than a bear. Our best guess is that it was a raccoon. Stealing our bee’s sugar water!

Raccoon scratches?
Raccoon scratches?

Message: received. So now, we have a nightly routine to share our homestead outdoor space. Every day at dusk, we close up the greenhouse completely, checking for any stowaway critters, and bring in the sugar water from the hive. The living, breathing homestead has nightly needs…a nightly “get ready for bed” routine. Who would have thought?

Mother Nature. Coming to get ‘cha.

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