As one might expect, plenty of edibles were blooming, like these nectarines, quince...
Blackberries and cherries like fluffy little pompoms.
One of the crops that has developed since I abandoned the sweltering farm for drizzly Washington... Strawberries. I think they're crazy, strawberries are backbreaking work. But its an earlier crop and expands fruit production a little... so there you have it. They sure look nice. And tasty.
Potatoes! |
lettuce |
peas |
Fava beans
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more lettuce |
There were also trees with fruit already set, and a few birds to pester. Here's a scrub jay hanging out in a fig tree for your viewing pleasure.
Figs and cherries set and leafing out.
Look, a Black Phoebe! Looks quite different from a white Phoebe (har har har...)
This is a really flattering picture, I hope blackbirds aren't vain.
The coolest flutterby we caught all day. It was kind enough to hang around and let me get a few pictures.We got too close or made too much noise or something. Due to lack of stealth, this is the best Egret shot I got.
Sam delineating the boundaries, which apparently Brandon didn't quite get since he wandered out of sight at one point.
And like the large toddlers we are, here we are fighting over each egg we see.
I 'won', finding the lion's share of the eggs despite Brandon's dirty tactics(skinny sporty boys have sharp elbows and no lack of competitive spirit) and my own poor choice of dress which resulted in awkward running and kneeling to get eggs to spare flashing my relatives.That night we had lamb, lots of other things, and lemon tart with Tyson Hill Farm strawberries. Yum yum!
We have since successfully returned to Washington, and it is a glorious brilliant day overlooking the Columbia at his parents.