The black potato vine was showing itself off nicely last month and laughing at its chartreuse cousin who'd just had all its leaves eaten off by Bambi and friends. Naively, I thought "Well, at least they don't like the black ones nor the pink and green ones." The deer came back to prune another of the chartreuse potato vines before I got "clever" and hung them higher and closer to the house. Or so I thought.Since they had not bothered this black one, it got left out in the middle of the front lawn. It was quite pretty and growing quickly until....
a few days ago. Now it is a vine of sticks too. The vines DO grow back nice and thick so there is a good lesson in pruning here, but golly gee whiz! After tasting this one, they sampled the pink and green one too. Wish they'd just stick to defoliating the perennial morningglory. 
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OMG... that's quite a difference between photo 1 and 2. Is it ok if it's just the tiniest bit comical? I'm not sure why, but it is. Perhaps it's like when you get the giggles at a funeral. Tragic, yet...
You might want to consider deer habitat when you move to Corvallis. A nice little bungalow in town... no deer... unmolested flowers... ahhhhhhhh.
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