The cauliflower in the other corner yard has been visited by the same fiend. The stone cold killer knows no bounds. He attacks with abandon any small, succulent transplant left helpless by an absent gardener. This garden's terror is particular in his hunt. He chooses to concentrate his efforts and prey on solely tomatoes and brassicas. Their scrumptious stalks satisfy him initially, but he'll hunt again.
He always does.
It's been several months since he's struck with such virulent force. The tomatoes fended him off all summer, loosing only a stem or two, but he's conquered the cabbage and cauliflower once again.
And he knows he's done wrong.
At least I have two more transplants I can set out tomorrow. ;)
The morning comes early. Sweet gardening dreams.