Just off my grandmother’s porch were the best 3 blueberry bushes in the world. Every summer, she’d pick pint after pint of the sweet, purple orbs. If we planned our summer vacations right and got lucky enough, we even got to help. She’d freeze them by the quart and we’d celebrate all year with blueberry pancakes.
I know at least 3 out of 4 of Grandma’s grandkids have bushes planted in their own backyards now. Whether it’s because we can’t quite let go of our sweet memories or simply for the love of blueberries, I’m not sure. I planted mine almost 3 years ago and they did okay but not great. Our soil is super alkaline and they like acidic soil. We got hit with an early fall deep freeze down into the negative thirties and hit again with similar temps in late spring. Frankly, I was just thrilled they survived.
The following summer, I expected the bushes to thrive. I adjusted the pH of the soil, I fertilized with the recommended type and proper amount of organic fertilizer. I watered appropriately. I did everything right yet — my blueberries looked more like twigs than bushes. Twigs with 6 tiny leaves. I couldn’t tell if they weren’t growing or if something was eating them at the same rate they were growing.
The leaves kind of grew in sparingly over summer and I was thrilled to finally get a chance to eat all 4 ripe blueberries.
Last winter we set records for consecutive days with snow on the ground but our temps were fairly moderate. I knew this year was the year for blueberries! I got a wind spinner as the leaves began to fill out in late April. It took less than a week for a deer to get its head stuck in it and tear it to shreds. I planted marigolds around the bushes to deter the bugs. It took them a week to freeze and die — but my blueberry plants were still coming in strong — at least until they weren’t.
I began to notice that leaves were disappearing. At first I thought I was seeing things, but no, a second check the next day showed about 1/3rd of the foliage present as the day before. Deer? Bugs? Bunnies? I bought more marigolds to ward off evil plant munching bugs and it’s when I went out the next morning that it all began making perfect sense. Right in front of me, no farther than six feet away, sat a not-so-little gray cottontail, gorging on my blueberry limbs for breakfast. It just sat and stared at me as if to say, “Um, yah. Great blueberry bushes, we could use a few more for the – you know – ever expanding family.” It wasn’t until I waved my arms and yelled that it finally ran for the sagebrush.
I looked for mesh plant covers and found some, but at $28 a piece, I knew I could find something better. I really didn’t want to build a fence because I still needed access to weed and mulch and add coffee grounds but I really wasn’t keen on spending nearly $90 to protect them either. What to do, what to do? Hmmm…
Then it came to me. In a different department, they carry a similar mesh, pop-up deal but they don’t call it a plant cover, they call it a laundry bin, and instead of $28 – they are available 2 for $8. Take THAT you mutant bunnies! I still might need to cut the tops to provide less shade but for now it’s working great and giving my blueberry bushes a chance to recover from the deer and bunny assaults. The bunnies have since taken their frustrations out on my marigolds and eaten them down to nubs but at least they haven’t figured out how to get to the blueberry bush leaves — not YET, anyway.
And yes, that pole is all that’s left of my pretty, new, windspinner. Thanks, Bambi.
It may be too late to get blueberries off the plants this year – but I feel good about next year.
Not sure the peanut gallery agrees, though. These guys look less than thrilled about the new yard decor.