Following the ultra-long nearly endless wet, gray Oceanside spring, it appears that summer is suddenly fully upon us. It’s not just the erratic sunny days, the fog that pulls in on hot valley days, nor the pleasant throngs of families packing blankets and chairs to the beach. It’s the deer. It’s the Summer Deer Wave. They’re back and they’re indiscriminate in their appetite. Sure, the rose buds go first. Then the tender strawberries – who could blame ’em. But they’ve moved on down the buffet line to other shrubs. Succulents (there went the fall color of Sedum Spectable). Lupine. Garden peas. Sigh.
Could be worse of course. Could be racoons. Knock on bark.