Getter closer and closer

I spend a lot of time in a friend's yard where she has every possible fruit tree, or so it seems. I tease her and say she lives in the Garden of Eden.

A few days ago I was noticing one of her pear trees, where the small fruit was just beginning to develop color and weight.

We're at the beginning of a major heat spell, the sort of thing that defers walking until evening after sunset. The dogs hate it, they languish on the floors, waiting for the leashes to come out. But have you ever been caught sitting on the sofa when three pairs of labrador eyes give you the stare-down?? Up and out!