September Sunday
This evening we walked the farm with Maggie and Hubert. Summer is winding down; signs of fall are appearing.
The colors of fall. |
Hoof prints by the creek. The fox-hunters have been through. |
Maggie, right before she pounced and started digging. |
Maggie digs. |
Goldenrod is all over the place. |
Goldenrod and paw-paw trees. |
Paw-paws waiting to be picked. |
A clump of paw-paws. |
A closer view of the clump. |
A different view. |
More paw-paws. |
Spicebush leaves beside the paw-paw tree are turning. |
Picked a peck of paw-paws? |
Another paw-paw tree. |
Maggie and Hubby look for more paw-paw trees. |
Hubert the beagle has his own agenda. |
After soaking in the creek, Maggie rests in the ferns. ~ |
Labels: border collie, rural life
8 Comments:
Are you going to make something out of the pawpaws or are you just going to eat them out-of-hand?
Pawpaws are yummy good!
Don't you let them get riper? almost black?
I'd like to taste one.
I wish I knew the names of everything like you do. Spicebush, Paw-paw trees. Goldenrod.
Trails are cleared now, Debi. You can pick some paw-paws from horseback.
You're the best.
How long do they last? I'm waiting for my new saddle to come.
Not long. On the tree, they fall as they ripen and critters get them. Once they're picked, a day or two. Several days in the refrigerator.
About how many fruit do you get from one tree? Thanks for the link in your comment to the NPR story.
Several clumps of 5 or 6 fruits each to a tree. A half dozen or more trees along our creek. This is the best year we've had for paw-paws.
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