It’s tamarind season again. We have mountains here to process, neighbors have carted sacks of it away, and the two trees are still full of tamairnds – which are no doubt getting black and moldy from being out in the rain. For a start-to-finish on tamarind processing, you can look at my old posts from 10 October and 17 October 2013.
FLOWERS AND FRUITS
One of the first things Austin did when we moved here was to plant trees – among them: plumeria. TA DA ! Now in bloom.
This lovely flower was the star of all the leis we ever received or made in our Micronesia years. It holds up well for a few days and has a delicious perfume. What’s odd is that the only plumeria here are pink and red. The yellow-white ones are far more common. Plumeria is also known as frangiapani, and in Fijian its name is senibua.
This lovely bench, up near the plumerias, overlooks the grave of Fred Cat . The pineapples are abundant and in many locations around our farm.
This one is on the side of Cardiac Hill. Note the very spiky leaves.
This one is under the big teak tree. Note the smooth leaves.
We ate the fatso pineapple from last week once it finished ripening. JUICY! SWEET!
MY CONVERSATION WITH JUNIA YESTERDAY
Me: Is there anything going on I could put in this week’s blog?
Ju: Chickens, geese, ducks?. Me: Boring – I do them all the time..
Ju: Lots of mangoes on the tree? Me: Did that 2 weeks ago.
Ju: OH! My pocket garden. Me: What pocket garden?
Ju: It has zucchini, cabbages, corn, watermelon, bok choi.
Me: REALLY? WHERE?
Ju points down the hill.
Ju: Down there – I planted it myself. Me: Is it fruiting already?
Ju: Yes! Me: Will you walk down with me?
Ju: No, I’m tired right now, but don’t worry, you can’t miss it.
So….. THIS is what we see without Junia
It looks short. All I can tell for sure is corn stalks to the back on the right.
I hunt and hunt. I don’t see any fruit of any kind. I think this might be a watermelon flower.
LIFE! Two insects mating on a God-knows-what and Junia-knows-what kind of flower.
I’ll give us a close up since it is the only fauna this week at all.
Walking back up the hill, I take another shot of our “pond.” You can see it is green, it is raining. I am shocked that the water table is still so low. Thank God our bore hole that supplies us with running water has been holding up!
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This is our dinner bell. Just thought you might like to see it.
Have a happy week, and may the suppers you are called to all be tasty ones.
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