When she first put them in, even the deerproof ones, parts of some of her plants sometimes got bit by critters.
Then it happens again when the fawns and the varmint pups come on, they don't know no better. They'll try something, just a nibble. But a leaf here and a flower there adds up.
When Elizabeth Hoisington, Little Betsy, remembered, in the spring, and after the nest few rains, she splashed on her grandma's, Big Betsy's, remedy. That pretty much kept them away.
All the women on the road used it, even her cousins in town where the woods backed right up to their summer kitchens.
Simple formula. Water, eggs and buttermilk for the smell. Enough of the hottest red pepper she could grow in case the smell don't work. A little lye soap to make it stick to the leaves.
Everybody tried to make their own, but none was good as Little Betsy's.
That's not to say Little Betsy smelled all that good herself.
People said she sweated like a farm hand.