Yeah. That’s right. It’s been a really tough season for this gardener. (You may have surmised this, given the absolute lack of gardening content here on the blog these past months.) It can all be summed up in one word: deer.

Since becoming a “serious” gardener (well over 20 years now), I’ve had bad years in the garden before . . . generally when something in my life was so personally disruptive that I needed to turn my attention away from the garden. (Life. . .) In those bad years, I always knew I’d work through things and get back to my garden. Eventually.

This year is different. Because it’s not my life that’s disrupting things. This year I’ve actually spent a lot of time wondering . . . why bother with gardening at all?

Things started out really well in my garden this season. I felt organized and energized and ready for the season ahead. I had plans. I had chore lists. I had all the garden optimism and plenty of hope for a good year.

And then the deer hopped my fence. Every day. No matter the obstacles we placed in their way.

Now, we don’t live out in the country where deer naturally roam. We don’t even live on the edge of town. We live right in the city. Our neighborhood borders a small chain of lakes and a creek that meanders through Portage and Kalamazoo, so it’s really lovely and the setting does encourage wildlife, even in town – which I generally really like. But we’re also conveniently located near the intersection of two highways that cut through Michigan. It’s not really a place for deer.

But, boy oh boy . . . do we have deer! In the past few years, the deer population in my neighborhood has exploded. I mean, we’ve always had deer around here, but now they run in packs! We often see as many as 10-15 deer in our yards at once. And they are bold! They come right up to our porches. They hop our fences. They looks us in the eye and hold their ground when we go out to chase them. They are such frequent visitors in our yard now that JoJo doesn’t even bother to bark at them anymore!

And they have eaten everything everywhere. When we walk through our neighborhood, we can see that every landscape and garden has been impacted. Plants are just . . . stems. Shrubs are bare of leaves; just a collection of broken branches. Everything looks diseased . . . but it’s not. It’s just the deer.

I garden to create a lovely place to look at and to live in — but I also garden to attract pollinators and to create a wildlife-friendly space. I have gradually been “giving up” the garden beds in the front of my house (the ones not protected by a fence), and adjusting my “plant palette” to be less attractive to the deer, but I’ve been very comfortable with my “true” garden — my “secret” garden — back behind my fence. But now. . .  I even need to re-think that garden space.

I have carefully curated garden beds . . . with something blooming in every season. But not much bloomed in my garden this summer. Not once the deer found the “weak spots” in my fence. As a result, I didn’t see many butterflies — and no caterpillars. Fewer bees, too. By this time in the year, I usually have giant swaths of blooming Autumn Joy sedum swarming with bees. This year? The sedum has been eaten to the ground and there are no swaths. Or bees. My five oak leaf hydrangeas only have about 4 blooms between them this year . . . and because they’ve been chewed on so thoroughly, there will be no blooms next year either (as is the way with oak leaf hydrangeas). I could go on and on. But I’m sure you get the picture.

We did stop the deer-browsing with that horrible Plantskyyd stuff. It does work (quite well, actually) to deter deer from munching. But we didn’t start using it until most of the damage had already been done . . . so it was like closing the barn door after the animals had escaped, y’know? And it needs to be re-applied when there is new growth. So . . . regularly and frequently. (And it’s a yucky chore, too.)

My yard still looks . . . okay. But the devastation has been, well . . . devastating. I didn’t plant anything this year (because why bother) and I didn’t transplant anything this year (because I lost my mojo) and I stopped weeding (because heart not in it). I know that a lot of my perennials WILL come back next year (because our plant friends are resilient), but I need to be ready for them to thrive despite the deer pressure. We are in the process of working with a builder-friend to look into “extending” parts of our fence before winter. And we’ll apply Plantskyyd earlier in the spring next year (yippee). But for right now . . . my heart is just not in it anymore.

And that, my friends, is the sad story of . . .  my $hitty garden year.
Sigh.

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PS The photos in this post are my surviving dahlias. (Deer love dahlia buds, I’ve discovered . . . especially just as they’re about to bloom.) They’ve been sprayed with Plantskyyd, and hopefully it will deter the deer enough to allow them to continue to bloom. At least for a while.