Rabbits are eating my drink condiments.

There's a varmint eating my peaches.  When you're from Oklahoma that's what you call them: varmints.  That's definitely what my Grandaddy would have called them.

var·mint  (plural var·mints), noun, definition: troublesome person or animal: a person or an animal regarded as troublesome, unpleasant, or despicable ( regional )

When we were designing the new landscaping for the backyard, the Golfer had one request: citrus trees.  According to his personal reasoning, it's sacrilegious to live in California and not have some kind of citrus trees.

So we now have a section of our yard that I refer to as The Grove.  In The Grove we have 2 lime trees, 2 peach trees, 1 Valencia orange tree, and 2 pomegranate trees.  Being new the trees are so small that the fruit is hanging pretty close to the ground.  And the varmints are really enjoying the 5 juicy peaches that I was hoping to make a cobbler with.  Because when you're from Oklahoma that's what you do with peaches: you make cobbler.

Either that or peach bellinis.

Luckily the varmints (we think it's a bunny that we've seen in the yard) have taken no interest in the citrus or the pomegranates.

These will eventually be limes that are going to really taste good in a cold beer on the new porch.



This is one of our many pomegranates.  I've counted 6 so far.  It's not like we'll need to hire migrant workers to help us pick them all, but still, that's a lot for a new tree. Pomegranate martinis for everyone!



And this pretty little thing will be an orange one day.  Fresh squeezed screwdrivers.  Yum.


Now if we only had some lemons...

2 comments :

Dawn said...

LOL! I love how you have all your cocktails planned according to your trees.

We have a rabbit family in our backyard, but our backyard has NOTHING in it. LOL!

Pencil Number 2B said...

Nice, cocktails taste great, I wish I could come over!! LOL, I love your blog, keep writing more.