For the past three or four years, i've tried putting milk carton "collars" around the pepper plants with mixed success (read: many failures).
Oh, how many times do i fight the current of Life, trying to row in the direction I want to go.
This summer, i give up. I surrender my garden bed to the chipmunks. After all, i do enjoy watching them dash and dart here and there.
I'm planting Russian sage in this hot spot of a micro-climate. The peppers and eggplants are going somewhere else--farther away from the home of the chipmunks.
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