Growing up in New York suburb of Yonkers, my parents always planted a large vegetable garden each year. The slugs were plentiful and caused a lot of frustration and damage. Rather than use harmful poisons, my mother would fill a little tin or saucer with fresh beer. My grandfather was the founder and partner in the Yonkers Brewery on Chicken Island, famous for the Yonkers dark stout. The brewery was called Jackson Brewing. Anyway, we always had fresh beer to fill the tins to drown the slugs.
Well, I’ve since come to realize that the slugs were not in fact drowning, but the garden gnomes were drinking the beer on a nightly basis and whacking a few slugs to leave in the new empty tins. Humans thought the snails drowned, so out went more beer and back came more dead slugs and snails! the gnomes drank all the beer and gathered up the slugs. The end results were the same – less slugs/snails and a lot of happy gnomes!
So, when you go out in the morning and see a tin of slugs, but the beer is gone, the mystery of over. Where did the beer go? A few happy, sleeping gnomes with maybe a little headache, but looking forward to another night’s adventure in your garden. The garden gnomes whacked the slugs and drank the beer!
They are very small, but very clever. Happy garden gnomes are the key to a successful garden. All in fun and all is well in the Whimsical Woods.