myth or true?

I have heard that all hair is good for composting in gardens. Same with feathers.
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Hair and feathers take forever and a day to break down (think about it - when you find a bird or animal that has died some time ago, it is usually just bones and feathers/fur) but there is a fair amount of protein in them. Eventually, they break down enough to release nutrients (nitrogen in particular) into the soil.
 
Hair and feathers take forever and a day to break down (think about it - when you find a bird or animal that has died some time ago, it is usually just bones and feathers/fur) but there is a fair amount of protein in them. Eventually, they break down enough to release nutrients (nitrogen in particular) into the soil.
interesting when someone told me this i thought wow and everyone thought i was joking
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We've found another use for the human hair we sweep up after my boys and their Dad get their hair cut here at home. We sprinkle it around the property as a deer deterrent. We do the same with the hair we shaved off the dogs, and the stuff scooped out of the cat's litterbox (not EVERY cleaning - just once a week or less). We were given the hint from a local greenhouse owner. He said the key is to not make a solid line, but to scatter handfuls of it here and there. He said to think like a tomcat or intact male dog - they randomly mark their territory.

So far, it is 100% successful. We went from having about a dozen deer all over the property, to the deer not setting foot on our property. They are still here, we see them in the neighboring fields/yards, but they give our property a wide berth. We're not loosing anything from our garden or landscaped beds, while the neighbors are getting destroyed.
 
We've found another use for the human hair we sweep up after my boys and their Dad get their hair cut here at home. We sprinkle it around the property as a deer deterrent. We do the same with the hair we shaved off the dogs, and the stuff scooped out of the cat's litterbox (not EVERY cleaning - just once a week or less). We were given the hint from a local greenhouse owner. He said the key is to not make a solid line, but to scatter handfuls of it here and there. He said to think like a tomcat or intact male dog - they randomly mark their territory.

So far, it is 100% successful. We went from having about a dozen deer all over the property, to the deer not setting foot on our property. They are still here, we see them in the neighboring fields/yards, but they give our property a wide berth. We're not loosing anything from our garden or landscaped beds, while the neighbors are getting destroyed.
wow interesting didn't know hair could be so strong haha
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i never knew all that stuff
 
I wish the deer were so easily impressed at our house. We get awakened on a regular basis by our dogs barking at deer that are right outside their fence. We have seen deer tracks and browse damage in the flower bed right under our bedroom window. Our "citified" deer stand in the driveway and stare at us as we pull in. Cheeky beasts!
 
I wish the deer were so easily impressed at our house. We get awakened on a regular basis by our dogs barking at deer that are right outside their fence. We have seen deer tracks and browse damage in the flower bed right under our bedroom window. Our "citified" deer stand in the driveway and stare at us as we pull in. Cheeky beasts!
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Here is a cute story that was told to me by a friend:

He was born and raised in Wyoming and his dear ole' ma still lives in the same house out on the edge of nowhere in the foothills of the mountains. His Dad died 15 years ago and she is 87 years old, keeping house and planting gardens all on her own. He stops out to check on her every weekend that he can - usually 2-3 times a month. Talks to her about 3 times a week. Feisty is what he calls her.

So a couple of summers ago, she starts complaining about this elk that is coming up to her porch and eating her petunias from the pots every morning. She would sit at the dinning room table with her coffee in the morning and it walk in and snack on her flowers. She was so mad - and told her son if it didn't stop she was going to shoot it! He didn't take her serious and jokingly said to make sure to wait until hunting season at least - he didn't to bail her out of jail for poaching! ha-ha

The second day of elk season he gets a call from dear ole' ma - I need you to stop by tonight if you can. I shot that bugger that ate my petunias all summer! I need you to help my hang it in the barn. He got there and sure enough, she downed it with one shot about 5 feet from her front door. She had it field dressed and had used the tractor to drag it into the shade of the barn, but she couldn't get it hung up on the rafter by herself. She had picked up a hunting license earlier in the summer while doing her grocery shopping in town. It was a big bull elk - a 4x5 and when hung the hind feet were still touching the ground. She labled the packages "Petunia Elk" when she butchered it and froze/canned the meat.
 

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