Molehills

I don’t want to make a mountain out of a molehill, but our front yard in Maine was full of molehills last weekend.

We were in the Boston area for Passover (pictures? somewhere) the weekend before, and there was still a foot of snow on the ground in Maine the weekend before that. So we didn’t know what to expect last weekend. We were pleasantly surprised to see bare ground, but strange looking bare ground. The moles had been tunneling just at the soil – snow border. I guess it’s less work going through the snow, but the food is in the soil, so half and half is the ideal solution. At any rate, look at this!

We’re thinking of buying some wind-powered mole repellent gizmos. They look like miniature versions of the windmills you see on the Great Plains, with some sort of rattle device underground that makes a racket the moles can’t stand.

Published by deanb

male born 1944 mathematician by training, software engineer by profession; retired since Labor Day 2013 birder, cyclist, unicyclist, eraser carver, knitter when possible