Sycamores are wonderful trees to tell you autumn is here! Their leaves, large and pointy, change with the season. In summer, they are green, and with the change in seasons, the leaves become gold and orange and brown, mottled in color, transparent and brilliant against the sunlight.
These are the last of the Mira Sol peppers, waiting until they are ready to be harvested for seeds. I have never seen this pepper before, but we like it a lot, so we figured best to save some seeds for next year’s planting.
Another bench, a different experience. Here, the valley below and the mountains beyond fill your world.
On a sunny day I like to sit here. The scent of pine needles. Birdsong and the rustle of leaves in the wind.
This summer I had my first really great crop of figs. This is one of the last, a few days before picking. We had some bird or rat problems – not sure which, maybe both. Rats are fair game to kill, but birds are our friends. However, birds are not really the best diners as they peck a little and take off, leaving behind damaged fruit. Netting helps. Hopefully the squirrels haven’t heard about the figs, or they don’t like them . . . No serpents thus far.
While we waited for our food to arrive at a restaurant, they kindly brought out bottles of water. The day was in the 90s (F) and we went through about 4 of them before the meal was over. This restaurant was one of the best Middle Eastern ones we have eaten at – food distinctly flavorful and unique and worth the wait for it to arrive.