Showing posts with label Fig. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fig. Show all posts

Sunday, 15 August 2010

Simples




Just to show you Summer is coming towards its end here, a picture of a nice ripe fig which Mum and Dad enjoyed from our little barrel-grown 'brown turkey' tree.
And a pic of me in the frequently adopted "Meerkat" position used, in this case, to beg for the dog end (hence the name) of a bacon buttie being brandished by lady volunteer Chris at the SB Cambria Visitor Centre. We dropped in on the way through on our dog walk and although she held out for a good long while under Dad's instructions I eventually contrived to be so picturesque that Dad had to take this pic, and then Chris felt I'd posed so well, I needed to be given the baconny treat
Simples!
Deefer

Monday, 16 February 2009

New Bed




We have a new bed! Compared to the moth eaten, trodden down, mud stained old one, it is pure luxury. The bed itself is actually a blue design, but the humans decided to also buy we girlies a pink throw to spread over it. Best part, say the humans, is that it has a remove-able washable cover. Very smart, is it not? That's Meggie (l) and Haggis (r). I was put on for the shot but lunged at the camera as soon as Dad aimed it at us....
Ragworth - you don't know what you're missing. (Ragworth has been offered a variety of beds but chooses instead his old favourite cardboard lettuce crate. He says it goes better with his London ASBO street cred image. He needs just a bit of bailer twine lead and his own personal homeless person to sit next to, to complete the picture.)
Nice new dog in the Rec tonight - a gingery brown yound female Lab called "Ginger". Still at that loose limbed soppy, unco-ordinated stage.
My other pic is the first fig on our new tree. I believe the variety is "Brown Turkey". These fruits form last autumn. survive through the winter and then mature to ripeness by this coming September. Or, at least, they do on a full sized tree. This one is still only 3 feet high and made up of 4 or 5 twigs, so maybe it won't crop just yet!
Meanwhile, it turns warm and we've already had good signs of dunnocks nipping about in a nest-builder-ish manner, and blue tits declaring territory from the Paulownia tree. Spring is a-coming.
Deefer