Black bear buffet! Well that is what my compost heap became last night as one was spotted in the neighborhood, an increasingly common event. The prospect of egg shells, melon rinds, banana peels and a few rotting vegetables screams Chez Midnight Snack to these meandering omnivores. Every trace of fresh vegetable was gone leaving only bits of old sticks and a few sprigs of poison hemlock that I pulled from the yard yesterday. (I think I will name this bear Socrates.)
After repairing the fence, I place the compost heap on the other side of it making it easier for the local wildlife to sample our leftovers. I hope this diversion works. Berry season is just around the corner.
