The Waiting Game.
Between us and the rozellas.
The plums have been almost ready for wee while now and every day there have been lots of rozellas hanging around, chattering noisily just biding their time. We've been biding our time as well, chattering a bit more quietly.
This morning we felt we could wait no longer as they had begun to eat them, We know from experience that the rozellas can strip a tree in a couple of hours.
Lloyd collected a basket full of not quite ripe plums, they will ripen on the deck. We weren't greedy, though and some were left for the wee parrots to feast on.
I hung the garlic up in the larder. I had just left it on the deck but the last couple of days have been incredibly humid and it got a tiny bit damp - I would have been really upset if I ruined it all!