Submission #32 to the New Yorker:

 

Highlights from the Gardening Column

BY KIERSTEN CONNER-SAX (as Charlie Spencer)

 

 

Q. In a rash and foolish act I will always regret, I recently left Manhattan for the suburbs. I cannot sleep because of the goddamned birds. What do you recommend?

 

A. Cats are an effective deterrent, but they frequently drop dead birds as trophies at their owners' feet. The best method for ceasing irritating birdsong is a BB gun; don't fire until the twitterers are over your neighbor's property.

 

Q. I love gardening, but my husband abhors what he calls the "good honest work" of digging, mulching, watering and the like. How can I convince him to spend more time outside?

 

A. Hiring an attractive young landscaper and sleeping with him might seem like the best solution, but such landscapers are in extremely high demand and are thus inordinately expensive. Forcing one partner in a marriage to do something is a bad idea. Luckily, men hate marriage counseling.  Tell your husband that you feel you haven't been spending enough time together. Once you explain that his choices are gardening or marriage counseling, he'll be outside digging trenches before you know it.

 

Q. Deer constantly defoliate my garden. I have planted deer-resistant flowers, installed an electrified fence, and spread rotten eggs, ammonium soaps, fungicides, bags of dirty human hair, bone tar oil, hot sauce, and sewage from the city of Milwaukee all over my yard, both singly and together. I recently added coyote urine. None of it worked. What should I do?

 

A. While you started down the right path, you aren't quite there yet. Instead of pouring coyote urine all over your yard, buy a coyote. The animals have acquired an unfortunate reputation, but are actually quite trainable and friendly, and will also rid your neighborhood of cats and small dogs.

 

Q. My mother-in-law recently offered to visit my new home to plant spring-blooming bulbs. 575 daffodils later, she's still here. What should we plant so that this never happens again?

 

A. Mother-in-law resistant species are increasingly hard to find. As the baby boomers age, many of them have more free time to spend in the garden, increasing their knowledge of plants and their desire to inflict this knowledge on others. Try telling her that you have always dreamed of a raspberry patch (Rubus idaeus), or a hedge of multiflora roses (Rosa multiflora), which attract bumblebees and produce abundant thorns.

 

Q. My neighbors' constant arguing is driving me crazy. Anything I can do to screen them out?

 

A. Purple loosestrife (Lythrum salicaria) is an incredibly invasive plant, non-native to the Northeast, with lovely flowers. Without the proper care--which your neighbors will undoubtedly not know to provide--it will quickly escape its location, blight the landscape, choke the trees, and take small children hostage. It is believed to have been involved in the Enron and Tyco scandals, and should be enough to drive your neighbors from their home.

 

Though movements are underway  to ban the plant in several states, purple loosestrife is available at www.exoticblighters.com. Satisfying as it may be, however, this solution will take years. It may be faster to help resolve the trouble in the former lovebirds' marriage.

 

Q. My neighbor, who is quite adept at managing wildlife issues, recently offered to help me with mine. Should I take him up on it, or is it too likely to cause problems?

 

A. Dealings between neighbors can quickly turn thorny. Be sure to check with your neighborhood association about any regulations or bylaws regarding business relationships and/or wildlife management. Then, try to picture what might happen should the situation go awry. Is your neighbor good at keeping quiet? Make sure you have the proper permits.

 

Q. Last fall, my wife conspired with my neighbor to kill my mother. They succeeded, but both were caught and are serving 25 years to life in federal prison. Now, I have the whole yard to myself! My question is, what should I do with the coyote?

 

A. Well-trained coyotes are rare. This columnist would be happy to broker a sale; contact me at 555-9384 and we'll hammer out the details.

 

 

 

 

©2005 by Kiersten Conner-Sax

From "50 Tries" at www.connersax.com