All day long, the municipal gardeners replace any lemons or oranges that are starting to deteriorate. The displays are kept in immaculate condition. However, this rotted lemon was probably too high for anyone to notice - pigeon height, in fact!~~~~~
Toute la journée, les jardiniers municipaux remplacent les citrons ou les oranges qui commencent à pourrir. Les motifs sont ainsi conservés dans un état impeccable. Toutefois, ce citron pourri était probablement trop élevé pour être enlevé par quelqu'un - si ce n'est par un pigeon en fait!
Fabulous shot of the dove!And in your last picture, it seems that the statue is running towards the bird to hunt it! :o)
ReplyDeleteYes, it's a dove and not a pigeon, isn't it? I did think I'd made a mistake there.
ReplyDeleteHa, that's funny. The rotten lemon looks like an overweight person's waist cinched tight! :)
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ReplyDeleteQuite humorous actually nothing escapes your keen camera eye, and Yes to Bibi, funny I thought something similar --an hour glass figure.
joanny
Jilly you are wonderful! That close up is a beauty! And thanks for the info about replacing the fruit - I was actually wondering how long they could be kept in good condition.
ReplyDeleteIn fact there are several rotten ones in that same row so I believe it's about time some gardener takes a ladder!
ReplyDeleteil a trouve la bonne place pour voir le defile et en plus il joue la vedette ;o))
ReplyDeleteThere is absolutely no connection to the plot, but your photo reminds of a title of Thurber's short story, "The Catbird Seat."
ReplyDeleteSo that is how everything stays fresh throughout the festival. Menton is lucky that its citizens are willing to pay city workers to do jobs like this.
ReplyDeleteNathalie, not much misses your keen eye!
ReplyDeleteKate, I adore Thurber but don't know that story so will find it.
Jack, not lucky at all. The festival brings in a fortune to the town. It's all part of the tourism deal. The citizens don't pay, the festival pays as it were.
Ah, blue and yellow again!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful!
Wish I could smell the lemons!!
Barbsra from Germany
There is something impure about that roof rat, as they are sometimes called here, atop the ripe, juicy fruit.
ReplyDeleteJilly, did you see the withered lemon first and zoom in on it, or did you go for the dove and find the lemon in your lens?
ReplyDeleteBrattcat, I went for the dove and then found the rotten lemon in my lens. Serendipity...
ReplyDeleteNothing escapes your eye, or maybe your zoom Jilly! :)
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