August 4th 2011 Tim Candler
All I know is that a Possum
takes longer to braise than a Potato, and there is a Possum chewing on
the good Tomato. But I am not hungry enough for the in between part, and
hope I never will be.
A wiser Possum would carry off her
Tomato. Take it somewhere secret, so as to leave no evidence of
transgression. But this one has most likely been trapped before and she
knows a soft heart when she sees one. I imagine her children have
fur by now, and they cling to her back as she travels. "Must
remember this place if I grow up," they'll be saying to
Of course it could be
Raccoons in the Vegetable Garden. But here in these more rural parts we are
fortunate. We don't have the roaming gangs that trouble more
domesticated gardens. Probably our strapping young country boys see to
that, because here where I live there is not quite the sensitivity to
protein source. Raccoons apparently are delicious boiled, stuffed like a
Turkey then baked with apple and bacon.
The friend who lives too far away
has a garden in what has to be Raccoon Country. In the past couple of
weeks seven have been exiled for poor behavior. A service the town
provides and no doubt funds through income from restaurants.