Right before my very eyes. The other morning I had deposited Sophie in the carpool across the street from our house and was standing chatting to one of the other moms, when the recycling truck pulled up in front of our house. The driver emptied our bin, plucked a ripe fig off our tree, and popped it in his mouth!
I was waving my hands and gesturing wildly "My tree!! My figs!!!" but he was unimpressed. This is our Black Mission (one of our favorite figs), and there are not many ripe on this tree to begin with. Boo hoo!
At least they cannot get the Brown Turkeys, which are inside our fenced front yard. This tree has more fruit, and we've already eaten some.
We're having one of those late October heat waves: bad because of the fire risk (we sit on the edge of a wooded regional park) but good for the ripening figs!
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
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8 comments:
Wow - I can't believe he would do that!
How rude!
Put a few apples out with a small sign saying, please take the apples, and not the figs. I know your job isn't to feed him, however, it might get him to stop eating the figs. What did Husband say about this?
Love your blog and I would not like someone eatin' my figs. Would you believe I ate my first fig a few short months ago? I'm in love.
that is so obnoxious!
Oh no! I can't believe he did that right in front of you. At least you know that you have irresistible figs!
How rude is that???? Maybe you should lie in wait and next time, jump on the truck and pluck something off of it. Maybe he'd get the message.
That's just figgin' rude.
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