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Spring arrives and life unfurls in scenes of ephemeral¬†joy. ¬† The lettuce eater: My lettuce seedlings have been disappearing. There one day, eaten down to the dirt the next. Neighbours and fellow gardeners laid the blame on the lady brushtail possum who lives in the old conifer across the way (and has lately had a few enamoured late night callers who make their way across my roof – ah, Spring), so I… Read More