peas and jackdaws
- red
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peas and jackdaws
why do the jackdaws pullup my pea plants? thyd dont eat them - just pull them out of the ground? is this a common problem or do i have hooligans?
Red
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The Jackdaw of Rheims?
Sorry, it was a poem or something, I really have no experience of jackdaws..........
Nev
Sorry, it was a poem or something, I really have no experience of jackdaws..........
Nev
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Hi Nev. Is this what you meant.
The day was gone,
The night came on,
The monks and the friars they search’d till dawn;
When the sacristan saw,
On crumpled claw,
Come limping a poor little lame Jackdaw.
No longer gay,
As on yesterday;
His feathers all seem’d to be turn’d the wrong way;
His pinions droop’d—he could hardly stand,
His head was as bald as the palm of your hand;
His eye so dim,
So wasted each limb,
That, heedless of grammar, they all cried,
“THAT ’S HIM!
That ’s the scamp that has done this scandalous thing!
This is only a small part of a very long poem.
Robin
The day was gone,
The night came on,
The monks and the friars they search’d till dawn;
When the sacristan saw,
On crumpled claw,
Come limping a poor little lame Jackdaw.
No longer gay,
As on yesterday;
His feathers all seem’d to be turn’d the wrong way;
His pinions droop’d—he could hardly stand,
His head was as bald as the palm of your hand;
His eye so dim,
So wasted each limb,
That, heedless of grammar, they all cried,
“THAT ’S HIM!
That ’s the scamp that has done this scandalous thing!
This is only a small part of a very long poem.
Robin
'You know you are a hard-core gardener if you deadhead flowers in other people's gardens.
To err is human. To blame someone else, is management potential.
To err is human. To blame someone else, is management potential.
Yeah Robin!
That's it
Nev
That's it

Nev
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- red
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there's no mention in that poem of hanging up old MS cds on your pea canes in the hope of making them go away....
Red
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Hi Red. I put up some CDs on string around my orchard, at different heights, different spacings. They all shone beautifully in the sunshine. Still plenty of blackbirds. I think they used them as mirrows to preen themselves. Has anybody had luck with CDs?
Robin
Robin
'You know you are a hard-core gardener if you deadhead flowers in other people's gardens.
To err is human. To blame someone else, is management potential.
To err is human. To blame someone else, is management potential.