Harold goes away to Palouse Falls and to the painted turtles of Conconully, and it is mighty fine, but summer is two weeks early this year, right, which means that when he gets back the apricots are almost finished their beautiful jammy thing and are not his apricots anymore. The drunkards have taken over the garden.Unfortunately, despite all the fermented apricot pulp one of them even managed to muster enough wherewithall to sting. Hoooooooooo, I tell ya.
Categories: Gardening, Nature Photography, Other People
Ouch! Great photo though, I can’t wait for summer and stone fruit!
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Such ingratitude after you’d been so generous with your lovely fruit!
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They have moved on to the peaches.
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