sunday morning, my daughter maya ran into the kitchen from outside. she wanted me to come and see the parrots in the apple tree.
we have a flock of wild parrots that frequent out neighborhood... they usually make their appearance in the fall. it is quite an experience to wake up to the squawking from 5o green and red parrots...you can almost imagine you are in some tropical rainforest, not the san diego suburbs.
so as i followed maya outside, i wasn't expecting to see anything i hadn't seen before. we have had the parrots in our trees many times, but never as close as these two were. they we less than 10 feet from where we were standing. not bothered by us in the least. they were enjoying the fall abundance, and i don't mind sharing, as long as they don't get too greedy.
but i wasn't going to take any chances on their manners, and so i made sure to harvest a basketful then, just in case.
i made a rustic apple pie. i have made many, many apple pies in my life, but this is my first time making on free form. it was delicious.
and the good thing is, there are plenty more apples for both the people and the parrots.