The current predator in the garden are the mourning doves feasting on my mustard seeds. If they don't munch on my onion seeds, it's the mustard seeds. Pinwheels from the 4th of July have been re-purposed as scarecrows. So far so good. But it's only been a few hours. I'm a bit concerned if this mustard program goes biblical.
"He put another parable before them, saying, “The kingdom of heaven is like a grain of mustard seed that a man took and sowed in his field. It is the smallest of all seeds, but when it has grown it is larger than all the garden plants and becomes a tree, so that the birds of the air come and make nests in its branches.”" Matthew 13:31-32
Garden hopes are are high that a cover crop of mustard will be great green manure making the soil fertile for seeds to come.
Garden side note: