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Vegetable Thief Master Class

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And then there were none.

How many freaking watermelons does one thief need?  FIVE.  The answer is FIVE.

What chafes me most is that the stuff wasn’t ripe!  Stealing vegetables is tacky and unethical, but at least you should know what you are doing!  I could live in denial about the tomatoes.  But the watermelon?   Maybe somebody will start a special gardening class for thieves so they can get a ripe one the first time!

This is just what Preppers say will happen to my vegetables when THE APOCALYPSE IS COMING! It’s the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine.  At least R.E.M. feels fine.

No one was harmed in the making of this photo.

Vegetable theft is such a common problem, Google auto-fills the search box as you type it– a sure sign the topic has been searched before.  Like my garden.

It’s not deer.  Deer don’t leave a pile of reject tomatoes by the driveway.

A few years back, I awoke to a basil stub and a parsley stub.  This was at my house in the ‘burbs, not the farm.  There are no deer in the ‘hood.  Wracking my diminishing brain for what could have happened, I kept going back to look at the half-inch stick that used to be my basil.  Realization dawned, slower than a first cup of coffee at noon.  It just seems impossible, even years later, that someone would know how to cook with basil and not know how to harvest it.  Herbatheft in the ‘burbs.

I’m going to start growing all radishes.  Nobody ever steals radishes.

If you are one of the harvest-challenged, you are not alone.

I poo you not, when I sold garlic starts, the first sentence of my explanation about how to grow them started with, “Plant it pointy side up.”  Genuine surprise stared back about 25% of the time.  Some of the roots are still on it when you buy it at the store!  Did they think the roots grew on top?

So if you are that cucumburglar, here’s the easy test: If the fruit comes off the plant easily, it is ready.  If the branch/vine/plant breaks, the loot is NOT ready.  STOP PULLING when the plant starts to come with you.

Ha Ha! The last one was rotten.

Here’s a link to a Cornell article on how to recognize finished vegetables, so you don’t have to take so many to get some good ones.

Another clue: If there is only one watermelon left in the field, it probably wasn’t left as a gift for you.  It is probably rotten.  Don’t throw it into my neighbor’s yard on your way out.  Check to see if there is a big rotten crack in it BEFORE YOU TAKE IT!  Ha ha!  Gunk’s on you!

“The robbed that smiles steals something from the thief.” ~William Shakespeare

Rebecca Caley started selling plants as a child and opened her first garden center in coastal South Carolina at age 23 – just last year! (Give or take a couple decades.)  She now lives outside of Atlanta.  She has twin boys, 3 cats, 8 chickens and an 8 foot black rat snake, but it’s just squatting.

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Rebecca Caley

on October 9, 2013 at 11:31 am, in the category Guest Rants.

19 Comments

  1. Among the blessings of the little Hudson Valley village where I garden is that my vegetables — extensive, and exposed — have never yet been pilfered. Even though I am often obviously absent all week. Thank you, neighbors!

  2. Still, it’s a tough call whether I’d rather have my produce stolen by a human thief or the furred variety. I’m presuming that humans don’t leave poop in their wake, so maybe that’s my preference if I have to choose.

  3. I have a fairly regular flower thief who has tromped through the roadside vegetable garden, smashing seedlings to get to the sunflowers. At least my flower thief uses clippers unlike the one at a client’s garden who just breaks things and pulls the flowers off.

  4. Motion-activated lights and cameras, great deterrent! Someone once stole a freshly planted rosebush from my front yard two days before Mother’s Day. Happy Mother’s Day! Your child is a thief!

  5. Sorry, I am catching up and this is a rant I can get into, since I have had things disappear from my yard. One time kids came into my yard and broke some large branches on my apple tree.

  6. My husband once pulled into the driveway of our suburban corner lot home one afternoon and did a double-take. Two “lovely” ladies armed with straw hats and clippers were strolling through my cutting garden with the makings of bouquets in their hands. When he walked up and politely asked them how I knew them they replied, “Oh, we were on a garden tour here a couple of years ago and the flowers are so beautiful. We were sure your wife wouldn’t mind sharing, so we come to pick every now and then!” What??!

  7. I would think leaving a note telling the gardener how beautiful the flowers are would be better. But, personally, I think the flowers last longer on the shrub than in a vase.

  8. I have a gorgeous red rose right beside my front door. I mean right beside. Twenty feet from the street. And still, people will come and take one of the blooms. Some even come armed with clippers (I should be grateful for small favors, I know), which just baffle me. You planned on picking a rose and came prepared to do so, but you couldn’t bother to knock and ask permission?

  9. And there’s the rub! I’ve been known to keep a shovel by the door when my Campanula glomerata are in bloom as I get so many inquiries about them. After a stern warning about their wandering tendencies I’ll offer a spadefull to whomever inquires. Not a bit selfish about sharing, but really? My yard is not a public park.

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