Even our blooms add heat to our already hot climate. Warm colors arise in our hot environment! What would you feel if you are in our place? I hope the Great Creator will not get mad at me for saying i get bored sometimes with these colors. In my heart is written i just miss the blues and violets.
But these certainly alleviate the stress of seeing continuously dry landscapes, brown, wilted and dead. At least there is some remaining wonder from my plants. A little simple water recycling can do magic for them.
Kitchen-used water is saved in big basins to water our small plants like this Crossandra infundibuliformis. Those not regularly watered already wilted and died. We are sorry for them, as clean water is not enough for all of us to continue life. Those nearest the kitchen or nearest to our hearts have the priority.
Despite the heat, papaya plants still continue fruiting. However, people compete with the birds specially the crow. They almost do not leave the vicinity of the papaya plants. When the crows go out and maybe look for water, the yellow vented bulbuls and the Asian magpie robin take their chances too. They cannot pick the big fruit to a place of safety, so just eat them on the plant. That is my advantage as i can even pick the fruit still at a green stage just to get ahead of them. It looks like survival of the fittest between me and the birds. My discards will then go to the chickens.
I tell you, tree-ripened papayas are the best, very sweet and fresh. It cannot be surpassed by those you found in the supermarkets, which are picked at breaker stages and allowed to ripen at the store. Now you will understand when i say, "I just eat papayas from our own trees"! That is a fact, at least in my case! I wish i can convince you of the quality from the tree. With a hedonic rating of 1-9, ours is 8 while the supermarket papaya might be at 6. Now, do you agree! haha! I won with the birds and you.