By now, you know that my hobby is junking. My husband has a hobby, too, but I'm not sure what it is exactly. He claims it's gardening, but I really think it has something to do with communicating with deer on a whole new level.
It started when he noticed a couple of them in our garden one night, chomping away at the tomatoes he's been babying. He yelled, and they jumped over our haphazard 5-foot fence. Determined to show them who's boss, he went to the dollar store and bought a bunch of aluminum foil tins to hang, having read that the deer don't like the glare or the noise they make.
Not satisfied with just that, he drew pictures on each tin, including one of himself, and believe me, it's a pretty darn accurate self-portrait. And then, he wrote warning messages, like "Deer Keep Out" and "This Means You," on the backs of the tins just to up the ante. He's says it's working, because he hasn't seen any evidence of them coming back. But, come on, these are deer. Who is he kidding?