Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Fig


Here grows grass and herbage in variety. Tender exotics favour more sheltered crannies - here on the top, trees adopt a braced posture against the winds that holler in from up the valley.

Today the top of a (low) Welsh mountain yielded a fig. Soft and ripe, ready to be photographed as lasting proof of its existence - or even eaten perhaps. Now what did it taste like? I can't be certain. This was the last I saw of it:
















That dog will eat almost anything.

6 comments:

All Shook Up said...

Good dog!

(It's what makes you love em)

elizabethm said...

a fig though! how marvellous.

Mopsa said...

A dog and his fig - what a gorgeous photo.

Mootia said...

I know that look! Cheeky dog...hope you get another fig to try - but you'll probably have a fight on (once a fig is tasted a dog just can't get enough of them; probably find him jumping up to get them off the tree/bush!)

occasional northerner said...

Great photo!

bodran... said...

What a nose !!!