I do not need to check the fig tree to see when the figs are ripe.
The crow lets everybody know.
He sits on an oak branch high above the fig tree, bobbing up and down,
as he loudly caws all to the feast.
I do not mind sharing. He takes the high figs and I take the low figs.
There are other fig lovers.
Giant hornets.
They do mind sharing.
Follow the Figs… Carefully.
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Those figs do look yummy!
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J’espère que la corneille et les frelons ne vont pas manger toutes ces belles figues, c’est si bon 🙂 Merci pour ces très belles photos.
Mes amitiés.
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The Hornets are putting holes in many, but I still ate plenty.
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Great photos, Becca! And I do envy anyone who grows her own figs – yum!
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