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I knew that a front yard edible garden was taking a risk for my food to be eaten by someone other than me. But because of my not so great neighborhood I didn’t have a problem with it being treated as a semi-mini-community-garden. If peeps needed to pick a berry or some mint, well, then they needed it.
But what I didn’t expect was the squirrels and birds eating the strawberries before they could even turn red. Buttheads.