It is glorious weather and there is the added bonus that life seems to be getting back to normal. Neighbours came to supper midweek, seven of us chatting away happily into the small hours. At the weekend family were home and we spent all our time out of doors, with meals in the garden and long walks in the woods. Batman was full of energy, but you can see that 'Robin' looks rather weary!
We have the ladder out to cut back summer growth, rambling roses reaching skyward, the last of the plums to pick as well as some of the ripened apples. What a good purchase this ladder was, I should have bought one years ago.
The pear tree is laden with fruit. I never know when to harvest the crop as they are hard to the touch. I know that they should be picked to ripen off the tree, but at what point do I do that? The other problem is that even if I manage to pick them at the right point they don't store so it will be feast or famine on the pear front!
A view of the house from the top of the ladder.
The pears look good. I am never sure when buying pears either.
ReplyDeleteYes, they are tricky. Sometimes they look good and taste of nothing, sometimes the other way about.
Delete*haha* Robin did always have trouble keeping up with Batman! :-D How fun! ~Andrea xoxoxo
ReplyDeleteVery true! Boundless energy from this four year old, not quite so much for Mr Soon-to be-eighty.
DeleteThis sounds all very lovely, and I am glad you get to meet up with your friends again, and had great weather all weekend.
ReplyDeleteThe picture of "Batman" made me smile - last but not least because he is wearing the same brand of trainers as I!
Ha - but do you have a batman t-shirt with a cape?!
DeleteNo - but I have a Star Trek t-shirt with the classic "Enterprise" logo :-D
DeleteWhile I like pears, you are so correct that they do not last. Can you process them?
ReplyDeleteI have in the past cooked them in a vanilla syrup and frozen them. Not too thrilled with the result as the texture of the fruit becomes a bit flabby.
DeleteBig developments at Tone Deaf. The beheaded and utterly shapeless conifer has gone to The Dump, the roots were extracted by Martin the gardener using a crowbar taller than him and soon there'll one of those seething type fountains. A zillion flakes of slate shaped into a non-organic pineapple. All of it pure spectator sport for me.
ReplyDeleteBlimey, Mr Robinson, a 'seething type' fountain. There's posh! Photos to follow I hope.
DeleteI have some fruit trees which seem to only feed the neighborhood squirrels. I have had literally hundreds of peaches, plums and apples disappear overnight. But I do have 4 Asian pears hiding under some leaves that the squirrels have missed and I just picked them hoping they will ripen in the kitchen. If not, I'll just enjoy watching the fat squirrels lumbering around my yard.
ReplyDeleteOh, I know the frustration of waiting for things to be ready to pick only to be pipped at the post by badgers/deer/ pigeons/ squirrels. We have an enormous walnut tree, laden each year with nuts. The squirrels often manage to clear the lot! They bury them all over our and neighbours gardens. Little saplings grow all over the place.
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ReplyDeleteThat's got me excited to see how my Italian fruit trees are progressing. Keep your fingers crossed there are a few figs left for me.
ReplyDeleteNo more than one or two of my figs are ready to eat at any one time and since Himself doesn't like them I get to eat them all myself! I'm sure your Italian trees will be far more prolific.
DeleteHaha, yes Batman does look ready for action and Robin ready for a nap in the bat cave ;) :) The house I grew up in had a neighbouring conference pear tree. We knew when they were ready when we heard them drop on the garage roof (the garage was our den!) and start to roll off. If we were super quick, we'd run outside and catch them before they hit the ground! Hours of fun. And no pestering the parents for snacks. Enjoy those lovey pears. Lulu x
ReplyDeleteWe used to hear our neighbour's plums falling on our garage roof - until he pruned the tree. What a spoil sport!
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