The first of this year’s crop of figs is getting ripe. Guess what? Birds like figs. And they’re greedy little suckers– they take a couple of bites and move on to the next one.

I’d be happy if they’d just take the ones off the top of the tree, where I can’t reach them, but they go after the ones at the bottom, too. Those are mine! On the agenda for tomorrow is a trip to the nursery for some bird netting. I need it for the peach trees too, and the birds aren’t entitled to any of those, or a certain fellow of my acquaintance will be over guarding the tree with heavy weapons.