MWA-HAHAHAHAHAHA! That’s right, cute little birds! This year, we got the netting up the instant there was a tiny, faint little blush on the cherries.
And all the birdies say, OoooOOOOoooOOOOoooooh, SNAP!!!! We don’t get ANY of those this year?!
No. No you do not, birds!
Well. You might get one or two that is poking out of the netting if you’re particularly bold and some junk, but the vast majority of these little beauties?
Mine, yo.
(OHMYGAH, isn’t that just the most…Valentines-day-ish photo ever? Leaving aside the fact that my kitchen table looks like something from a biker bar in the middle of the desert that is also a truck stop and orphanage, of course. Which it totally does. Also we’re down to five ‘actual’ chairs plus my spinning chair because of course they broke a chair. And the husband told me he couldn’t fix it. Which broke my brain and upset my trust in the whole universe, because in my mind, broken stuff + husband = fixed stuff, no exceptions.)
(Also, there is a slight chance that I have not quite recovered from the emotional trauma of The Great Cherry Debacle of 2011, wherein I looked out my kitchen window one morning and said, thoughtfully and with the air of a scholar, “Oh, hey, lookit that, I do believe those cherries are thinking about getting ripe…we probably better get those nets over the trees before the birds get started on them!” – and by 4:30 that afternoon, there was not even ONE lousy semi-pink cherry left. {sobs} Sure, OK, fine, granted, it was only going to be, eh, maybe half a cup of the things altogether…but they were my lousy half-cup of
5 comments:
I'm curious. How do you hold up the netting? Can't tell from the photos. Is it suspended from something or do you just drape the tree in it?
- Pam (if it ever stops raining around here, I might get some gardening done. They declared a drought in March and the result is the wettest April on record.)
Haha. Your sad cherry and bird story reminds me of the year I planted corn. The night before I was going to pick it, raccoons ripped through the plot, stealing ALL the corn and shredding the stalks. It looked like those pictures of tornado damage. How can they tell it's ripe???
Love your comment about your husband! I am exactly the same way with my sweetheart - if he can't fix it, it ain't worth fixing, ya know? So nice to have a handyman right in the house! Ooh, and those cherries look dee-licious!
When I was a kid, we moved a lot. Neighbors were always surprising, sometimes super & sometimes sucky. The best neighbors I recall had a gigantic cherry tree in their side yard (our property was next door!), big enough to climb. We did get some cherries, but it was work -- we'd get up before dawn, dress for yardwork, and be halfway up the tree before it got light enough to see which cherries were ripe. That was the only way to get to them before the birds, as the neighbors never netted the tree. Later in life, I had a plum tree (one of the self pollinators), which finally got mature enough to produce fruit. I watched it eagerly for signs of ripening fruit, but the squirrels weren't waiting. The furry tailed rats pulled every bit of unripe fruit off the tree, took one bite, and threw it away. Not ripe yet, dummies! I hung a fake snake in the plum tree the next year, and that plus the bad taste of unripe fruit kept 'em out of the tree.
My dad planted a cherry tree when we were kids and to this day the human are lucky if they get 1 cherry off that tree and it's been about 30 years!
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