Oh dear, oh deer!

      On any given morning I can see evidence that Bambi has paid an overnight visit.  Yet I have not seen a chomped off blossom, bud, leaf or stem since I began this garden.

I owe it all to Liquid Fence.

I discovered Liquid Fence after one disastrous (for me), bountiful (for the deer) overnight feast in my Pittsburgh garden where they stripped every daylily bud I had, depriving me of the pleasure of any blooms that year.  The war was on.  But aha! I quickly won the war with this product.  And now I sound like a hawker from a booth at a Home and Garden Show.

     Every silver lining has a cloud, and this cloud is one of repugnant odor.  I only apply on a breezeless day, and only when I am about to de-tox in the shower anyway.  Neighbors, dog-walkers and passers-by only hate me for an hour or so; then the odor disappears, at least to humans.
   
     I owe my blossoms and a portion of any garden sanity I might possess, to this beautiful white and green gallon of truly vile liquid.