The squirrels got one of my Yellow Transparents, almost ready to pick but still quite at the sour stage: I found a hollowed-out carcass of pale green skin, utterly deflated.
They actually ate the apple! Rather than the usual one-bite-and-toss. Maybe the lack of abundance got to them.
But what I care most about. Something big had climbed it again and bent it bigtime… I went back inside, grabbed the cinnamon, and shook it over my peaches both inside and outside the clamshells (not all fit in), highly aware that I should have thought of that sooner.
Checked back this morning and this evening and there was still a nice even dusting, untouched by so much as a breeze, on top of both plastic and fruit.
One more week, I just ask for one more week on that tree. I wonder if the cinnamonyness will permeate the peaches; with the Meyer lemons next to them, all I need now is a piecrust bush.
Not sure I want to ask how ovenbirds got their name, though.
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LOL!
Comment by Beth in Maryland 06.12.14 @ 10:55 amI love the cinnamon idea. I noticed when I made oven-baked rice pudding w/nutmeg the dog left her bed in the kitchen as it cooked. Maybe a coincidence or maybe the aromatic spices are just too overwhelming and confusing to sensitive animal noses.
One week and counting….
Comment by LynnM 06.12.14 @ 12:25 pmI’m out of town again, so catching up with your posts and had to choose this one to comment on and say hello. I had thought pie as I read about you sprinkling cinnamon – but I hadn’t thought to ask the ovenbirds to pitch in! I can’t wait to see what you cook up next.
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