A bit too early in the season for oranges. May have been too dry as well. There are quite a few on the tree next to the patio but they’re very small as well as being not quite ripe. None in our supermarket yet either.
There is a fig tree across the road from us. Goes some way toward blocking the view of the Mediterranean but actually that is somehow less annoying than new construction doing the same. Lots of figs on it but far from ripe yet. Most of the branches, and therefore figs are behind the orchard fence but those overhanging the road are considered legitimately public property. Though there unripeness doesn’t seem to deter elderly passersby much - woman in photo only one of a number - so by the time they’re ready there probably won’t be any left within reach.
The goat seems still to be in residence in its shed just inside the orchard fence, as we occasionally hear it. Doesn’t seem to have become the entrée at any of the holiday feasts so maybe it’s being kept for milk.
Turns out the estimable Mehmet, who delivers the gas cylinders, also delivers bottled water. Nineteen litre bottles. Much handier than carrying home five litre bottles. Reachable on WhatsApp with a slight mixture of English and Turkish.
Posts
