Checking Me Out

He was as curious about me as I was about him, possibly because my bathrobe is almost the same color as those gorgeous feathers. That's a lot of pink. It's funny, because I was thinking about going up to the Arboretum to check out the hummingbirds, but they came to me instead.

I made a batch of spicy chutney from our prolific harvest of pineapple guavas (feijoa), and yesterday I made jam. We still have baskets of them in the kitchen, but not many people seem to like them. Although they are fairly common around here as a landscaping shrub, I always have to explain that these aren't "real" guavas--they are pineapple guavas, and delicious. They aren't real pineapples either.