Frantic

I got a message from our neighbor in Maine last night. Something is eating my trees. I don't know if it is deer or bugs or moose, but it must be on a level so bad that she would call about it.

It makes me sick to think about it.

This is not a good remote gardener kind of week. It's incredibly frustrating to have such a beautiful spot and well prepared garden, and it is so far away. As its caretaker, I am irresponsible for leaving it.

Dear Orchard In Maine, I miss you. Don't get eaten. Thanks. Love your Long Distance Admirer.