To scare a murder of crows
Next, just as the black beans were showing their little leafy heads above ground again, I found a big guy nicknamed Chuck Wood napping in my garden. After he left, I shored up the chicken wire again and vowed never, never to leave the gate open overnight again. Never.
Later, in the evening of the same day that Chuck visited, I found four crows nibbling on something on or near the pepper plants. Crows! Big ones! They scolded from the next yard as I waved and shouted enough to chase them away.
All right, already!! I've had enough! I love wildlife as much as the next eco-warrior, but this is MY GARDEN!! It's food for my family! It's my contribution to the family fridge! It's the fresh organic veggies that will keep all of us healthy as long as the produce it produces may last!
Solution? I'm trying these. Old CDs, Windows 3.11 (isn't that concept scary in itself?), now hang in the wind. Their shiny and strange reflection may deter those wild ones who might otherwise be attracted by the green goodies growing here.
I used the inner support from an old campaign sign to place a few CDs close to the former rabbit entry.