The Peruvian purple corn looks awfully good right now and might actually produce an ear or two in the near future.
I find myself in a predicament, though: How do I harvest these Peruvian treasures before the varmints do?
The hubbub around the Groundhog Hill hood is that a band of raccoons are touring the nearby farms and attacking unsuspecting and unprotected patches of sweet corn. One fellow farmer let loose his own pack of dogs, but they failed to keep the critters from their target.
My brother Philip has one word of advice: Fence.